"Are you sleepy, honey?" He asked while looking at my weary eyes. "Yes." I immediately answered with a yawn. "Are you cold? I will get your blanket." He stood up and took my freshly washed blanket hanging outside the house. "Please bring my flower crown, too." I asked. "It's inside the bedroom." *** "Here you … Continue reading The One
Love. The more I tried to hold it back, the stronger it becomes. I thought I can control it, but it was so intense. It reached the point where I can no longer differentiate right from wrong. I was drowned.
"I'm not happy anymore!" Those were the words that I feared the most to come out of your mouth But you said it in a cold bitter tone that made my heart numb for a while. How come you didn't tell me earlier? I could have stopped myself from falling so hard. How come I … Continue reading UN-HAPPINESS
Tonight's gonna be perfect. The man that I had secretly been admiring for months a.k.a. Mr. Brown Eyes was at the same party as me. I caught him staring at me a few times, so I acted graceful, refined, well, not considering the amount of alcohol I had consumed since I was here. I saw him … Continue reading The Perfect Night
Love... intentionally ignored. Heart shattered to pieces. Wrists too fragile for this suffering. Blood dripping on the floor like red ribbons. Useless. Worthless. Pain... intentionally returned. Breaking every piece of me and I can not go back. I will stop crying myself to sleep. My pillows had been drowned by my tears for a long … Continue reading The End
There is this magical energy that attracts two people who consistently think of each other. Those who were struck by it call it fate. But it is basically one of love’s unexplained ways; the mystery of how it works, not even the sharp-witted people could define. The heart wants what it wants; there is no … Continue reading What is love, really?
Untouched food. Cold room. Not-so-comfy bed. Phone in silent. Harsh words. Ignored apologies. Fallen tears. Unappreciated feelings, and a broken heart. See, I told you not to fall. Stupid you.
Sunday morning I wake up with kisses from behind. The warmth of his breath on my cheek gives me the feeling of certainty from the obscure day ahead. He is love. He is the ghost that haunts me in a place between sleep and wake. The light between my sunrise and sunset. He reminds me … Continue reading Him
I looked outside the window one fine summer morning and smiled at the greenish view that lightens up my heart. Green grasses and trees combined with blue skies and blooming flowers are like ambrosia to me. It always gives me the sweet feeling of bliss. Then I noticed two butterflies, one of brown and black, … Continue reading Blowing dandelions