You told me you would never make me cry, But I’m lying in bed with you, wiping away the tears from our last argument.

Food for Thought

We say we are in love, when in reality we are just existing in each other’s spaces waiting for the other to detach; when we know, neither one of us is brave enough to admit that love is more than existence. So do we love each other, or do we just exist with each other?


6:30 My eyes pry open when I hear the annoying melody of my alarm go off. It has no remorse for what kind of night i had; whether I tossed and turned all night or not, when 6:30 comes, my clock has an obligation to get me up to start my day. Sometimes, I hate…