Saturday

vulnerable

unless the tears I shed for you shall quench this burning flame, it will consume me through and through, and leave but ash - a name.

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If I had 72 Hours Left..

What would I do? How would I spend it? I’d fly back to New York and ask my family for something simple: let’s celebrate Christmas together. ...

  • A something
     I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state.  I woke up today following a night of s...
  • Promises are Made to be Broken.
    Blurry and the days get busier. I fill my days with work and sleep. I plant, I grow, I bake, I read.. I've noticed there's been a l...
  • Finding it
    I found love years ago, last month last week, and over the weekend.  I found love today and I’ll find it tomorrow together, forever, and alw...