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: longing
foolishness
what a fool i was to allow you to lead me to my demise. what a fool i was to fall for such a jester. what a fool i was to let you infiltrate my heart. what a fool i am to continue to long for your affections. what a fruitless game of love, i …
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 …
the seething cut of betrayal
no one ever told me of the weight of an empty heart. when one’s own blood, love, friend, trusted companion, cuts you; no one tells you why. is this revenge? is this retribution? is this a payment for one’s past and future wrongdoings? is there a deeper meaning to a betrayal of exquisite stature? all …
the regret of reality
it truly is a strange universe to live in, which between every breath is a heartbeat of yearning, of desire, and an ever-inching chasm of what truly is. the harsh reality of reality itself. the emptiness of what could never be, but the fullness of hope. perhaps life is inherently paradoxical. – olivia
el beso
they used to measure the passage of hours according to the fading of emotions and the dissipation of memory. that is time, they would say, coursing through us, taking the moment along with it. permanence is granted within us, as our faint murmurs of life remain our only guidance. time is, but, a remedy for …
pandemonium & more 