Mourning
A friend once told me: The grief you feel is proportional to the love you’ve felt.
Read More Mourningvo·ra·cious: an insatiable appetite for knowledge; excessively eager to learn, explore, wander.
A friend once told me: The grief you feel is proportional to the love you’ve felt.
Read More MourningThoughts captured in time, Desolate remains. Only written in black. Like the ashen embers of an extinguished flame. Representative – of our connection. How it burned, and faded away.
Read More MemoriesI wonder if I’ll ever get a chance to tell you about all the times I wanted to find you and say “I miss you” – but didn’t.
Read More Packed Bags & Fading MemoriesIn moments of melancholy, I wonder who that girl with a smile is; and how she deals with pain.
Read More Moments of MelancholyThis home, this life, this love – this night, I feel it all.
Read More This Part of Me