It’s been two years, since the wide-eyed dreamer left home, in search of another. little did she know, that she’ll loathe what she once longed for that… Read more “wide-eyed dreamer”
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How I Break My Own Heart
The truth is I break my own heart before anyone else could. I am continually learning how to be in a relationship and not lose my mind… Read more “How I Break My Own Heart”
Stay
Darling, I want you to stay There are things I don’t say enough, or ever I never tell you I truly, really care; I never tell you… Read more “Stay”
We Fit.
We fit. That’s what you said to me, on the very first night. Quivering in the cold air, tangled up in your bed. You glanced at our… Read more “We Fit.”
What I Mean When I Say We’re Meant to Be
I believe in soulmates, I believe in true love, I believe in everything pure and magical. It’s just how I’ve always looked at the world, through the… Read more “What I Mean When I Say We’re Meant to Be”
The Art of Not Caring
He isn’t my fairytale. Our love isn’t magic. It didn’t change my life in an instant. In fact, I was barely sure about it when I agreed… Read more “The Art of Not Caring”
Shall We Take The Leap?
This is me, for once, protecting my heart. You don’t understand it, you mistake the distance between us for my lack of interest but sweet boy, I… Read more “Shall We Take The Leap?”
Everything I’ve Wanted to Say to You in the Past Month
I never watched the last episode of Stranger Things 2 (what kind of a sadist breaks up with someone right after watching the second-to-last episode of a… Read more “Everything I’ve Wanted to Say to You in the Past Month”
Come Back, Be Here
It comes back in flashbacks, but you never do. 3am. I wake up, and don’t reach out for you. My mind has now, finally, accepted you’re not… Read more “Come Back, Be Here”
Take Me Home
It’s 2am, and I’ve never felt more alone. It’s 2am, and all I can think of is the sun rising back home. I’m still learning how… Read more “Take Me Home”
A Story To Tell
I’d tell them about the very first night, the night we met. Moonlit faces and too much alcohol in our veins. I’d tell them how I never… Read more “A Story To Tell”
For Old Times’ Sake
I’m home again. The life I called my own, the life I left behind. The place I call home. I’ve spent four months in a distant world,… Read more “For Old Times’ Sake”
The Story of Us
I’m a writer. I always have been. I started off with short stories, and moved onto books. I’ve always taken pride in that, having that much power… Read more “The Story of Us”
Almost Lovers, Almost Strangers
I come to this café way too often, I basically live here. The baristas recognize me, and remember my order. I subconsciously remember their work schedules like,”… Read more “Almost Lovers, Almost Strangers”
Just Another Sad Poem
I spend way too much time tugging at memories and pieces of you, to form another piece of poetry. I relive endings over and over, cry for a… Read more “Just Another Sad Poem”
Letting Go of the Idea of Us
The day you left, I confronted my demons. They were mine, none yours. The day you left, I shattered. Fragments of my heart; you walked out with… Read more “Letting Go of the Idea of Us”
I’m Working On Being Whole
I’m barely whole; a void that only seems to grow. A widening gap swallowing me completely; has it always been so dark in here? I don’t know… Read more “I’m Working On Being Whole”
Let’s Fly Away
There you are again, in the dark. There’s something about the darkness that calls out to you, embraces you slowly and then swallows you entirely. You’re getting… Read more “Let’s Fly Away”
The Embrace of Familiarity
Every time it all goes wrong, the first place that comes to mind is a safe, happy place. Home. The streets call out to me, the people… Read more “The Embrace of Familiarity”
“Set Me Free”, The Soul Cries
When I see myself, I see a hollow heart. A heart that’s tired of bleeding, pouring out all the time and giving only to get no sign… Read more ““Set Me Free”, The Soul Cries”
Dear Asshole
Here’s another letter to you. I go to the same coffee shop we used to (well, same establishment but oceans away), order the same drink I always… Read more “Dear Asshole”
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