I am the moment; The moment at the back of your spine Which crawls up inch by inch, And embraces your neckline. Traces of stardust fall all around
They will tell you to fall in love Not with a person Or with a thing But to fall in love with yourself first. But with eyes Smeared with
On days like this I feel my memories stir; I feel them move; I feel them look at me, and blink like a person who has just woken up from
People dream of going places, And claim of being driven by wanderlust. But unbeknownst to them, I have travelled more than most. I have seen places That no one has
She hadn’t been taking his calls which agitated him off limits. He had been asking everybody about her but to no avail. After hours of search, he finally found her.