I guess
in the end
I always knew I would fall
just a little too hard,
a lot too fast.
I just never knew
who I would be falling for,
how much the happiness
would hurt,
or that I would even
get this chance for love
at all
- jsh
My words are wings. A writer's sword is her pen, or perhaps in my case this space. To sharpen my sword, I share with you my random writings, as an insight into my ink-stained soul. Here I'm the Girl With The Ink-Stained Soul, penning under JSH. I hope what I scribe changes your mind; spilled ink, while messy, can be a masterpiece in the making.
We run the same paths over and over again never really stopping to take in the scenery - jsh