Tag Archives: Joe H

It is a bittersweet goodbye

I stand outside on the porch on my last night, while the hot humid wind blows in my face. The moon is glistening in a distance, faintly lighting up the tree lined street, while a single lamp lights up the … Continue reading

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I tell strangers about you

I tell strangers about you, But only about the time We were happy. I paint a picture of you where you didn’t leave a knife in my back. I’ve become so good at it That I learned to believe my … Continue reading

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The angst of a broken heart

Days will turn into weeks where I don’t think about him, but then there comes certain days when he is on my mind, sometimes its just something simple like I saw someone who looked like him and or some random … Continue reading

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I blame it on the rain

I want to write about running, baking, travels, love and every happy thing that is going on in my life, but it seems I can’t get a cohesive sentence about any out it out of me. It seems I am … Continue reading

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The year that was

Another Friday night rolls around and I could be outside shopping, planning, organizing for Christmas, but here I am instead baking again. I may not be heading to the farmers market this Saturday, but I yet had to bake for … Continue reading

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I met you in the summer

A few days ago someone asked me what was the most memorable thing about my summer that did not involve running or baking. I had to take a while to think about it and unfortunately I realized that the highlight … Continue reading

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No distance left to run

The jarring sounds of the alarm wakes me up at 6 am, if that was insufficient reminder there is the cold wind that hits me as soon as I step outside my apartment this morning, reminding me that the vacation … Continue reading

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What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way !

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you. What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way. What a wicked thing to … Continue reading

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Teach me to love again

Look what love has done to me I am not who I used to be Everything is changing, now we’ll never be the same Look at what love has done to us Will we ever learn to trust We’re running … Continue reading

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Sometimes there is no Escaping

It has been one of those days… One of those days where my past seems to haunt me. I’ve done great in the last few months immersing myself in anything and everything to not think about the  hurt, betrayal or the … Continue reading

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