They call it “butterflies” when you fall in love for a reason. When it all ends, it is what gets released into the world to move on. Like...

Crumbling bricks of this fortress after all these years. Let them crash around me, crawling in ashes, fighting for myself when the ghost...

Sometimes the pieces fall into place in a moment so minuscule, it passes right by. For me, it was a night so clear, the stars were...

My apologies for seemingly abandoning my blog posts. I am a terrible blogger, apparently. About a month ago, I decided to finally combat...

You can crush me to dust; You’ll still find glitter remnants from this heart. I’ll scramble to salvage shards glinting silver in...

I only miss smoking cigarettes every now and then; a whimsical yearning to let something go when it’s beyond my control. Silvery ribbons...