The Cognitive Collection

Oakdale

May 31st, 2011   /   Notes   /   No Comments

This place was once a home picked out by me and her, while we were moving forward our hearts were torn apart. Now years later her name rarely leaves these lips, until I am reminded of everything I miss. I miss waking up …

Blind

November 6th, 2010   /   Letters   /   No Comments

Allow me the chance to be your eyes so you can see past the obvious, let me be your heart so you can feel past the moment. Let me take your hand and show you what I see, make you feel what I feel and understand why I fee…

The Best is Yet to Come

April 15th, 2009   /   Rants   /   No Comments

In a world often mislead and guided by fear, every now and then we sometimes get a second chance. Where some find beauty only in the most obvious of places, a select few of us however find ways to find the same beauty tu…