Some people never find love at all, count yourself blessed if it ever happens your way
Ellen Hopkinsback turned, you don't have to look at what you've left behind. And the first person who turned their back on you can't watch you break down and cry.
Ellen HopkinsAt Last It's a perfect winter day. No wind. No Arctic freeze. Cloudless azure sky. A day to fly. Snow drapes the mountain like ermine, fabulous feather- light powder coaxing me to flee the confines of my room, brave the mostly plowed road up to the closest ski resort. To run from the cloying silence connected Mom and Dad, into encompassing stillness far away from city dirt and noise Far above suburban gridlock. Far beyond the grasp of home.
Ellen Hopkins