Lost Love Lust

Tags: past

• twenty-one.

  Since I could write, every birthday I have written a letter to myself. This is year 21. Dear Self, Wow. Two decades of molding and shaping this being have occured. This body you possess has become familiar. The soul, not so much. Although you feel that you are becoming who you want, let us not [...]

• inundate.

  I traded my soul on a morning stroll, And found beauty in the loss of control. ❧ Captured in our photos were the hopes of tomorrow. As time erased the moments broken, we held onto those unspoken. Leaving our youth to chance, we all believed in timeless romance. With words untold, we waited for the [...]

• milesperhour.

  It’s 2 AM, and I’ve set my car at a cruising speed of 70 miles per hour. I begin to analyze my surroundings and realize that the highway I am speeding on is much like my life. I’ve been speeding for quite some time through it, and I think it just might be time to [...]

• “go back to start.”

  Today, I started packing once more. Definitely not the first time now is it. Only god knows how many times I’ve gone through this, and by now you would think I’m immune. Perhaps “mature” enough to not be affected by the fear of the new, but no, still affected am I. Some of the people in my [...]