I had a dream. You were next to me. My parents were there, and you were saving me. I generally would be opposed to the idea of being a damsel in distress needing to be saved, but your presence and undying support was what dreams are truly made of. You assured me I was strong, …
Tag Archives: existentialism
to be a woman
forever i waited for you. as time passed and as we aged, your memory faded. but every so often when i hear your name; it ignites a flame within. a yearning that is lost between a hello and goodbye. to be in your arms is both quintessentially heaven and my darkest hell. your tenderness singes …
pandemonium & more 