Lost Love Lust

Tags: thoughts

• 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 [...]

• bitch, get me a sandwhich.

  Putting salt in your coffee is like being high on a sunday. They simply don’t go together. I arrived home at approximately twenty minutes after 1. My phone rang as I lit my cigarette. I ignored the call. It was thursday. One of the 6 days I gave a fuck less about my mobile device. [...]

• pennarum.

  I walk out the door in a rush, I’ve been late to this class every day. As I open the door, I’m startled by a small bird fluttering uncontrollably. It’s claws are trapped in the screen of my neighbor’s window and it’s struggling to free itself. At first glance, I’m slightly afraid of this small animal. [...]

• sink.

  A trinket sinks to the bottom of the sea, much like my heart and me. A tear in my tea, right through you I see. You broke me with agility, my kindness mere utility. Indifference for fragility, pain was your ability. Yet in tranquility, I rise to possibility. A trinket sinks to the bottom of [...]