Wishing Well
DearAvie

Wishing Well

Dear Avie, Thank you for…

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Washing Away
Art

Washing Away

Dear Me, Water cleanses. Washing…

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Becoming
DearAvie

Becoming

Dear Me, What do you…

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Ten Years
DearAvie

Ten Years

Dear Me, You were twenty…

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When We Touch
DearAvie

When We Touch

Dear Future Lover, I feel…

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I Owe it All to You
DearAvie

I Owe it All to You

Dear Me, Dear God, Dear…

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Soul Mending

Dear Avie, Slowly I’ve been putting my life back together again. The pieces of my life have been scattered everywhere. I’ve lost the light. My life. My love. I don’t want to lose my soul. I want to be a better person than I was before. Soul mending. Xoxo- Mommy

Music Heals

Dear Avie, I didn’t used to know how to talk to you. Now I do. That’s why I write to you. I walked into your room. Tiptoed over the threshold. I went all the way in. Music is playing in the background. The music pulls me further in. Bringing me back to you. Closer to you. Songs remind me of you. Music does that to me. Soothes my soul. Sweet melody. Music heals me. Xoxo-…

Waiting To Be Loved

Dear Me, You can feel the need of the people around you. Empathic. There are many broken souls. Surrounding you. Reaching out to you. Waiting to be loved. They too can feel you. Your pain. Sorrow. Exposed. I wish I could save my own soul. Everything is out of my control. Life is supposed to be indispensable. I need to keep living. Grow old. Will you help me save their souls while saving my own?…

Bad Dreams

Dear Me, I have to wake myself up. I refuse to be stuck. Living in a hellish dream. Always being haunted by something. Tearing me apart. The pain. Suffering. Grabbing me. Bringing me down. I’ve lost everything. I have to start over. I’ve been living in the same bad dream. Help me find my direction. Let me break free. Take away these bad dreams. Xoxo- Me

I’ve Seen Things

Dear Me, Time moves faster than before. I can hear temptations knocking at my door. Stuck inside. The past year feels like a dream. It’s hard to tell the difference between. What’s real and what’s fake? No fine lines. I’ve seen things. Things that no one should have to see. Horrible. Haunting. Staring back at me. Life reckoning. Xoxo- Me

Saving Myself For You

Dear Avie, There’s something so precious about this. Where do I begin? Sitting outside your door. Holding on. Begging for more. Hoping you will reappear. Afraid of losing it all. I know you will help me. You will see me through. Death will not take over. I’m saving myself for you. Wishing this was all a dream. A game. You’ve given me sight to see the beauty through all of my pain. Xoxo- Mommy