“How do you save a life?” “Whose life are you trying to save?” “My own."
“What are you so afraid of?” he asked me. “I’m afraid of myself. Of not knowing what I’m feeling.” “What do you mean by that?” "I could either be in love and not know it; leave you for it and realize later I made a mistake.” “Or?” “Think I’m in love and not … Continue reading contaminated love.
to my best friend.
And before I knew it, I loved you. I loved you because you had filled in all my empty spaces, helped me out of my awkward stages, and gave me a life I never would’ve lived otherwise. I loved you because you refused to tell me lies, helped me with the guys, and never said … Continue reading to my best friend.
A New Era
Time. When you keep track of it, you slow it down, but if you don't, you let it off its leash and it moves on without you knowing. Why would you let it move on without you knowing where it's going? That's why you keep track, why you keep a stack of documents that say what … Continue reading A New Era
If I could forget about you, I would. Not because I regret what we were but because our memories aren’t a blur and in my head they stir every second of everyday; because they remind me of how I couldn’t make you stay. I remember when I fell inlove with your stubbornness but in the … Continue reading unforgettable.
my keyhole to the future.
If I lived in an apartment, I would want there to be at least three rooms. One of which I’d make my bedroom, the other my workspace and the last room a guest room. My bedroom would have a long and wide shelf for all my books and classics and a nightstand by my queen … Continue reading my keyhole to the future.