grateful

6.25.2019. i used to tell myself i had big eyes to See what others cannot. a tiny mouth to whisper secrets or say it all in one breath. talk fast. the thoughts that plagued me stared at my profile. they wonder when i’ll fall again, claiming to feel my low vibration, tempting me into anotherContinue reading “grateful”

The Last Letter

only cry for special occasions. here’s a clarification of my tears. if i am not diplomatic, I am over emotional. we can’t have that. the thorough breakdown of the scenario. let me explain. just the highlighted sentences in the book of an undeveloped opportunity. scurry away. come back, blatantly detached. i’m an essayist, not aContinue reading “The Last Letter”