the endless anguish of a lonely heart

i am tired. i am tired of feeling the same pain: the same frustration, the same loneliness, the same helplessness. i am tired of overthinking why i wasn’t, am not, cannot, have never been enough. i am tired of being only needed because i am convenient, of only being appreciated because i am a resolution,... Continue Reading →

Waiting for the Rain

I braved the aisle of the unfamiliar grocery store. It wasn’t here when I left five years ago, and it’s all too strange for me. It is an understatement to say that this place is no longer the same. What used to be a small convenience store is now a bar, with people overflowing. I... Continue Reading →

Hemingway

I do not usually go to bars and pubs nor do I drink beer, but tonight was different. I was drenched in tears and heartache. My chest could have exploded from the pain if only it could. I decided to entertain myself and get myself some beer before I head home. I dropped by at... Continue Reading →

I Refuse to Write My Saddest Lines

Tonight, I refuse to write my saddest lines; Think instead of the happy times we have had; for example: The day you caught my eyes as you travelled across my plane of existence, The day your lips first pressed against mine, The day you first told me you love me, The day you first held... Continue Reading →

Only Our Ring Fingers Knew

I have been a slave for too long; I have been living a life of servitude, servitude toward my own emotions. I let the shadows of doubt cloud my judgement, I let twinge of betrayal take away all the trust I have, I let the pain of the past destroy the precious memories of our... Continue Reading →

Everything Has Changed: An Afterword

The promise of love that stays when love is gone—it’s a bittersweet refrain of a nostalgic song. Nostalgia is fine, but then, life happens, and it bites you; and you have to wake up and face reality. And within the realms of my reality, everything hurts like hell.

Intimacy Lost

You are one of the most intimate kinsmen that I’ve ever had. For the past four years, you’ve known the things about me, My secrets, my lies, my faults, my triumphs, my joys, and my fears. You know me almost inside and out; like the back of your hand. I’ve never been as honest as... Continue Reading →

Emergency Room

I regret the night we fought. Because of my stupid pride, I said, "We should end this." I thought I knew how it looked right now, and I thought you'd go looking for me, yet several days pass without any news of you at all. Because you are always so good to me, I hardly... Continue Reading →

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