...and intimacy is not just how my skin feels under your fingers, but also for the longing of your touch. For I love how my skin changes...

...and if I can't stop smiling, Making my cheeks go rosy pink, Then, it must be something romantic, I must be thinking. Romance is Rosy...

...and like the blood is red, Which pumps the heart to keeps me alive, So is my love, For I love with all my heart, For I love with...

This doesn't feel right, Any of this, All of this. Am I even supposed to feel this way? Meant to worry about, The same old things, Even...

You know what? I'm not surprised anymore that I want to write about you. Again. With a little more honesty, And a lot more reality, For I...

I think the reason why I can't sleep at night is my eyes are too heavy with words you can't read by just looking at me. And the words...

3 things about Self-Love I wish I knew earlier: I wish I knew that loving your own self is harder than it looks like. Self-love is...

I see no light at the end of the tunnel yet, But I know it exists somewhere near. Can you hold my hand until then? Not because it's dark,...

I don't even know why I am running, Or why I want to run, I just know this that I don't want to be followed, By the uninvited feelings,...

From conversations leading to nowhere, To promises made to be broken, Together we have written a story, Meant to be unspoken.

When summer ended with the arrival of the first rain, I wondered what will happen to the butterflies who fly all around freely, basking...

We find each other in places, Unexpected as the midsummer rain, But, perfectly on time, Like it's meant to be. We find each other in...