Then how come it isn’t?

Friends, if you like reading my work, do share it with your friends (on whatever social media you deem appropriate). Please help my infinity grow bigger ∞ The last time I kissed her, I kissed her with a little more passion than our lungs could hold on to. I let my hands pull her in, … Continue reading Then how come it isn’t?

11:11s.

There are some things that bother me every night after 2 AM, after I listen to music with lyrics that do nothing except reminding me that you'll never be mine. It bothers me that I'll never love someone this way ever again. Love changes everyday, and it bothers me that you'll never be my constant. … Continue reading 11:11s.

Broken.

Broken. "I'm always tired, but never of you" - Gnash She smelled of sweet syrups and fresh roses, of expensive perfume and cheap thrills, of long drives and messy hair. I miss her. I miss the songs that we sang at the top of our voices, the pictures that we clicked with our dog between … Continue reading Broken.

Grey.

Grey. Love can be cruel. You're falling apart, drowning in your own tears, wondering where you went wrong and the damned thing still gives hope. Your wrist is cut, your mascara smeared all over, your head is dizzy and the damned thing will still not let you let it go. You are wearing long sleeves … Continue reading Grey.

Mirror

Mirror "Mirror mirror on the wall, What is it that you want to say? Today is the day; So please say it all." "Last Tuesday You broke down Over that stupid stupid boy, You cried and cried Tried and tried to fix things, but in vain. On Friday, You came home smiling A new bracelet … Continue reading Mirror