Only to be with You

I tried not to write about you today. I don’t know, maybe I’m just too fucking sentimental. I also took an attempt to be positive. Demanding you back into my life. It was short-lived. Because no matter what your decision was or what your heart accepted to be true, how it made you feel, isContinue reading “Only to be with You”

The Orgasm of Blue

Author Miss Parisia B. “But I shame you more than I appreciate you and that’s not love.” Along the way, we started to enjoy this disharmonious bliss. So scared to be alone, and genuinely unaware of the dying warmth beneath our palms. I thought I would live to love you, but now every mouthful isContinue reading “The Orgasm of Blue”