the ‘i miss you’ complex

she, who was once starry-eyed, full of curiosity and intrigue, has been granted a loss of innocence. a death of the soul. a void manifests within the hearts deepest depths. it is a black-hole that attracts everything that was once out of reach – and subsequently destroys them along with the hope, dreams, and life …

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

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