Don’t Forget that Girl

Please don’t forget her, that girl who wrote you the letter. She wasn’t bitter, she was naïve. She let her guard down believing you were different. People told her you were, people told her to take the chance and though she doubted herself she let herself fall. Suddenly she found herself running too quick, because …

For the One Who Loves The Pain

This is for the broken soul He drinks coffee in the middle of the night Avoiding the hour hand as if time does not exist As if sleep is an inconvenience and not a need He is an insomniac who writes until the caffeine wears off This is for the one haunted by his demons …