To the girl who broke my heart

I see you sometimes, on my timeline. My friends think I’ve muted you and am living my life. When those close to us found out, I promised them that we’re still friends which is why we still follow each other…but we’re not, are we? We’re nothing. I un-muted you last week, thinking it’s over and… Continue reading To the girl who broke my heart


The Last Night

You bring me dead flowers, with the colour rising in your cheeks. Flowers that drip with emotions of broken families, flowers that mean nothing to the dead, but everything to me. ‘You seem tired, has it been a long week, my lord?’ Death and Immortality takes its toll on you, maybe I’m a sadist, but… Continue reading The Last Night