Philosophy · poetry · relationship

The End?

Let the wind blow and hit my face, Knock me off my feet, And sway me by the lovely hills, Could this be the end of the world; Because I miss, I miss... that little black mole Meekly hiding behind the left hump of a nose, Or because I love you, And I cannot say… Continue reading The End?

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He was in my mind.

It was like a saturday morning early sunrise. I was awake because I had spent the night clinging to the bed eyes wide open. I was embracing the rising sun with arms spread around, almost touching the window grills. . It felt like I wanted to be in love. Not the love where you'd ask… Continue reading He was in my mind.