There have not been a single day in the last 365 that has not been spent in remembering you. Why, I ask? What is the point of remembering...

I don’t know why, I feel so high; Up above in the sky, Catching feelings new, Out of blue, With someone who doesn’t pretend, Faking...

I guess my heart can break from the million pieces it has already been broken into. I guess it has to do with the fact that I always wear...

I sit on my old chair today, By the window, Looking at the city lights, Shining so bright that my eyes hurt looking at them. I like the...

prosopagnosia noun · Psychiatry the inability to recognize the faces of familiar people, typically as a result of damage to the brain....

The whole night scented of petrichor. I know this because after you fell asleep while complaining about how you couldn’t see the stars...

I need another feeling now, All the ones I’ve had, Are old faded, I need another feeling to, Create another goodbye, Probably a little...

If we knew we were ephemeral, We would have probably spoken a little earlier, A little longer, A little more than necessary, Sharing...

The first time I heard your name I knew I was going to have trouble to forget it no matter what. I kept on saying it again and again in...

Don’t look at him. I said, do not look at him. You should not look at him. You must not look at him. This is the last warning, don’t...

At one point it became somewhat confusing of what I was actually feeling. It wasn’t the feeling of sadness when you wait for something to...

You sit in that stance, So comfortable in your skin, Like there’s nothing you’ve to worry about; I look at you, Blood tickling under my...