By Devina None of you does. If you believe in God, like I do, then I believe that God owns me. Not any of you. I don’t owe you my time, devotion, heart, and love. It’s up to me who deserves them. Not you. You can’t decide that for me. You can’t tell me how…
By Devina The night grows old and another day is born. I stay still on my bed, stirring my mind slowly. Asking questions, this and that, why and what. Can’t blame the heart for mentioning your name, Remembering how you might have burned me. So I grab my pen and paper, and I start pouring…
