In the damp cell of life, I serve my time and think of you. Your silenced lips now haunt me. If only I’d known what I’d do.
Bloodied heart. Wasted dreams. I just can’t shake this love, no matter how much pain it brings.
There might not be a need for this. A hasty farewell stalks a salty kiss…
Don’t believe anything you see. Don’t believe everything you feel.
Things are splendid. Things are grand! It often feels as though the whole wide world is in my hand. I’m … Continue Reading Best Kept Secret
Karma is a b—-.
I dream of you often, dear fragment of my imagination. I long for you still, so I’m burdened by this hopeful frustration…