If there is anything I know about being human: it’s the fear of change we have to undergo in our lives. Is it more common than being excited about what’s to come? I guess it depends on each soul and their experiences with change, more often than none, we find…

In the ancient tapestry of longing hearts and fated dreams, a tale of desperate yearning unfolds like petals brushed by a tempest’s breeze. Patroclus, a prince of unassuming grace, found his place in the dance of destiny, where love’s light flickered against a backdrop of somber shadows. Born to a…

In this intricate tapestry of life’s grand design, There’s a story, a rhythm, a journey entwined. A life worth of two, just me and you, Let me paint you a picture, let the words come through. We’re the echoes of laughter, the shadows of dreams, Navigating together through life’s twists…

Last August was an august full of love, where tender sunbeams caressed the days with warmth, and the azure sky mirrored the depth of our hearts. Each dawn was a symphony of laughter as I embraced my friends’ delightful company. The aroma of fresh simit filled the morning air, reminiscent…

In the labyrinthine corridors of my mind, I find myself entangled in a paradoxical dance with love. A kaleidoscope of emotions swirls within, each hue weaving tales of longing, fear, and self-doubt. And amid this emotional symphony, a poignant quote resonates like a whispered echo, “we accept the love we…

In the depths of my heart, I’ve always sought solace through the written word. Time and time again, when heartbreak struck me down, I turned to love as my refuge. But now, I find myself standing at a crossroad, longing to break free from the shackles of my own self-deception…

i think my own pillow has started suffocating me in my sleep, or maybe my bedroom walls are caving in faster than i thought. I’ve been haunted by this body for a while, now. i’m scared. i’m terrified. what if the darkness swallows me in my sleep? what if i…

Your perfume still lingers where your shirt rubbed my jacket. I didn’t realize you were wearing cologne or it’s probably the softener that your regular laundry place uses. I am too used to your smell so I just noticed the powdery and licorice scent when you are far away, when…

But letting go is sometimes a necessity, don’t you think so? Letting go of something we once deemed as love is not the same as forgetting what we had; the story of us, for example. Remember how people kept pointing us out as the two perfect roses in a posh…