I thoroughly believe the mire, That the moon and the stars are lies. They are nothing but rocks and fire, Pretty from afar, set only to agonize. So I won't promise you the literal moon, Or the talk of 'from the moon and back'. I won't wish for you to the stars, They are probably … Continue reading Rocks and Fire
"I'm - I'm not the same person that I was five years ago," she said. I looked at her. There was the same set of dark brown eyes; her beautifully shaped jawline which was perhaps even more distinct now; same slender arms, one of which still had the silver quartz watch her mom gifted her; … Continue reading We Meet Again
The room was a mess. The curtains were askew along the windows, the cushions were lying helter skelter. The table was full of empty food bowls, wrappers and cans. Towels and clothings were spread throughout. The television was on, but I had set it on mute. On the couch she slept, peaceful and calm. She … Continue reading The Shortest Night
I want to see you; feel you; hold you; hear you; touch you; care for you; protect you; mend you; heal you; fill you. And I want you to; let me see you; let me feel you; let me hold you; let me hear you; let me touch you; let me care for you; let … Continue reading I Want To
Forget you I will; If you can ever forgive me. Forget your habits I will; If you can stop looking for me on the bed every morning. . . . Read more at: The Best Of Halfway To Asphodel: 2015-2017!