I just want you to know I've realized things. I loved you. Really loved you. But you can't keep doing the same thing over and over until you hurt me, even if you don't mean to. And I'm tired. I'm tired of having to forgive you all the time. I hope you learn from this.… Continue reading To The Boy I Once Loved
The moment you let down your guard is the moment you become vulnerable to hurt, loss, and betrayal. But it is also the perfect time to learn how to trust, to believe that they will never pull the trigger of the gun you've given them. For more prose and poetry, buy my book here.
The moment she decided to free-fall was the moment she felt it all—love, the inevitable pull of string. And it was scary and beautiful at the same time. She was afraid and brave. She just took the jump and fell deeper, deeper into his arms. For more prose and poetry, buy my book here. Follow… Continue reading Deeper
There was a girl who knew the worst pains—she knew the feeling of her heart torn to pieces, the feeling of her soul ripped apart to shreds. So she became kind—she let people break her, hurt her in so many ways, that she would slowly pick the shards and put them back again. After all,… Continue reading Martyr
Do you know the difference between us? I told you I loved you but you thought I was lying and you told me how you loved me but I knew you were faking. Funny how we both loved each, without thinking which lie tells the truth and which truth tells a lie. For more prose… Continue reading Lie to Love
And that's just it: someday, when she's gone, people will come looking for her. But it will be too late before they realize that she's everywhere. That she has left traces of her, tiny pieces of her soul, to every people she's ever known. And then they'll remember that her name starts with an H,… Continue reading Last Page
There was a girl who often sought sleep to escape reality. On the night she found out everything in her life went wrong and her dreams broken, she went to sleep to forget the pain. But unlike every morning where her dreams always ended, this morning was different. She never woke again.