Hurricane.

The thought that you might not be there when I wake up scares me. I’d rather never open my eyes again, than to wake up without you by my side. I need you like the hurricane needs the rain. You help my wild child stay. You make me feel young again. No more an old… Continue reading Hurricane.

My Adonis

Would you stay if I asked you to? Because I wouldn’t stay with me. But you’re my last shot at love and I don’t want to let it slip away. Your absence affects me more than anyone else’s More than people I’ve known for ages. I would ask you to stay but would you? I… Continue reading My Adonis

Vanity

Distress. Vanity. Torment. Love. Useful. Joy. Different words, different meanings. But are they really that different? Isn’t there pain in love? Isn’t there a little sense of worthlessness while being useful? Isn’t there a little agony in joy? Isn’t there pain in vanity? Distress in agony? Sorrow in torment? We suffer through the good and… Continue reading Vanity