Growing up, I always thought the story of my first love would be epic. I thought it was something I would tell my kids and their grandkids. I thought my first love would be my only love. I got that really, really wrong.
By Heidi Casinger4 years ago in Confessions
They used to write of love With an elegance and air That made you crave it deep in your soul Made it so The only thing worth living for
By Heidi Casinger4 years ago in Poets
I finally cracked And needed somewhere To turn. With a broken voice I poured out my soul To you. I exposed my fears
By Heidi Casinger5 years ago in Poets
I keep breaking off All of these Important pieces Of myself. I have all of these Silly little hopes, That I can somehow make
