“I miss her | & not the type of missing when you’re alone, not the type when you’re broken down half drunk, not even the type when you know she’s the one. I’m talking about the kind of missing that… — Brandon Villasenor Copy Share Image
“I wonder how many women are held up in their bed waiting to be sung to, served wine to, read poetry to, kissed slowly… — Brandon Villasenor Copy Share Image
“I miss her | & not the type of missing when you’re alone, not the type when you’re broken down half drunk, not even… — Brandon Villasenor Copy Share Image
“Her beauty must have been exhausting and not to mention troublesome. Glitter swiftly made it's way into the vibrant strands that graced her lavish… — Brandon Villasenor Copy Share Image
“Tonight, I decided to take a stroll down to my local liquor store. Maybe I’ll find a refreshment to wash down this full moon.… — Brandon Villasenor Copy Share Image
“She was the reason I started to write but her beauty is kept me writing.” — Brandon Villasenor Copy Share Image
