Building Bridges

There’s a tear in my heart I can’t fix. There’s a hole he made you can’t fill. There’s something broken I can't mend. There are stitches in my heart, you helped sew them. There's a bridge over the gaps, you helped build. There's a plaster over my wounds, that's healing thanks to you.

A Single Sock

SHE found it at the back of cupboard buried underneath an old jumper and some old tights with a hole in them. It's bright pink colour shone brightly underneath grey wool, and she released a sigh as she pried the single sock free from its dark grasp. She'd been looking for this sock for months … Continue reading A Single Sock