….sometimes I also whisper



The Framed Bridge of a Withering Heart

Disloyal. A word that never came to mind when I thought of you. Betrayal. An event that I did not think you would bring us to. Alone. A feeling I never thought I would feel when I am with you.... Continue Reading →


Pink: Defiance for Red Love

  You usually like cherry lips. Red from the blood that spilled from your hands. You wipe it away as if it gives you solace, as if you are forgiven every time my red lips are in your embrace. You... Continue Reading →

A Song By A Heart that Awaits For Spring

  I said we would meet one another when the snow melts, Yet I see no sign of you, but only feel a sharp ache. When I left you, I said to myself that it was the last time. With... Continue Reading →

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