Pluma de Amor

Fallen and scorned, I still stand my ground, hoping for a change. It is not your beauty nor your charm that I still hold on, but the goodne...

• If I am a pocketbook, I could share time with you as you lie on your bed. You could hold me as if you don’t want time to make its pause. Y...

I woke up that very day, chilling from the December breeze. I had an early morning shower, a cup of espresso, and drove to the airport to pi...

When it gets really bored, I would grab my Yamaha C-40 acoustic guitar, get my piece stand and with an empty page of a music sheet, I would ...

I began to search for some of my important documents on my file cabinet one afternoon. My mind was only set for those papers, when I pulled ...

Every moment spent turns to be a blissful one, yet, I can’t stop crying. I cried because there are certain things that hurt me even if every...

Even now I think about you I can't help it It's just something I'm used to I'll never forget you You were my first love...