I miss you. I can’t believe that I live in a timeline where we don’t exist together. You have a life that is all ...

A soft breeze blows through gauzy curtains, which shift to let in the sun’s gentle rays. Morning dew clings to the flowers in my ...

You used to hold my hand when I was ill, cradled me in your arms until I was calm. You watched me take my ...

I knew no other life than that of the fool. I spent my days pining, letting my unrequited love run rampant. They told my ...

The skies are constantly open. The roads are slick with the tears that fall from the dismal clouds above, soaking me through to my ...

I want to know what it’s like to be truly known by someone; to have their touch memorized and feel how their frame fits ...

I sought youth that was everlasting. I couldn’t fathom the idea of growing old. Riddled with lines and marks that would give away my ...

Spring Fresh daffodils rise as the earth drinks up the rain with Spring’s arrival. Summer The sun’s rays beat down. Humidity sticks to skin. ...

“Boredom is necessary,” says a random user on Reddit when I ask for advice on how to disconnect and find myself, but how is ...

Each morning that I wake up, I’m reminded of how cruel my reality has become because you are no longer in it. My dreams ...