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"I believe love is essential”🌻💖

If you do anything without love, the drive and energy will manifest in a different way. Take my passion for Japanese, for instance—I’ve tried self-study, language schools, and private tutoring, but despite my laziness, I never run out of the energy to keep loving it. Once you lose that love, even... read more

What Remains After the Silence

I am the rest of something gone, a fading spark beneath the rain The dawn arrives, but not the dawn that once knew how to numb the pain I move through thoughts that twist, like a maze I built without a map I lose myself at every end, then wake again inside the trap I search for truths I cannot... (edited) read more

The line between Us

The water is glass, the morning is still, A tug on the line, a sudden, sharp thrill. I’m holding the pole—the one that you gave, Finding the patience you wanted me to save. It’s my personal best, a bass for the books, Far more than the weight of the scales and the hooks. I can feel your hands... read more

Micro Story

I decided to do a micro story for my nightly writing. It's about the place I went to today to view a room for rent Titled Home The snow crunches beneath my feet. The cool air feels nice on my face. I stop and stare at the steps leading up to the front door of the new place I will call home.... read more

A Love poem I wrote while not in love.

_The stars above glisten, shimmering light spilling across the sky. Love so rare, yet bold and bright. Beneath this hopeful sky lives a tale of you and I . not cold, not bitter, not bruised by the world we barely trust. Honeycomb sweet, tender and gentle. A love not only yours, not only mine, but... read more

"If This Is Madness, Let It Be Love"

Call me crazy — for loving in silence, for loving a shadow that has never learned my name. Call me selfish — because in my wildest prayers I don’t ask for the world… I ask for his eyes to choose me and forget every other face. Call me shameless — for the blush that rises when his name slips... read more