heartbreak
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So Long, London
I had a whole story ready to be published as my final goodbye to my ex-boyfriend on this blog. After careful consideration, I realized there truly is nothing more to say. I have chosen peace within myself. I have chosen to forget about his existence and to destroy every trace of our relationship. He has Continue reading
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Silver Springs
Your biggest mistake wasn’t letting me go. Your biggest mistake was thinking you were better than me, more attractive than me and more successful than me. Your ego was built on my tears and now that I have no more to shed on a low-life like you, your empire will collapse. All that will be Continue reading
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Happier Than Ever
I loved you so loudly and proudly. Despite the drastic change in your character, I saw what Padme saw in Anakin. It was what I told everyone I knew. There’s good in him. I know there’s still good in him. I don’t know you, so I won’t talk much about the boy you are now Continue reading
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Beside You
When I was freshly eighteen I wrote an unfinished story about what it felt like each time my ex-boyfriend left home to go back to his army base. I never got around to posting said story. I decided why waste a good blog post? So here it goes… Written 01/08/2024 I dread nightfalls of when Continue reading
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Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve
A story inspired by the song ‘Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve’ by Taylor Swift that I find relation to while processing a break up from a 3 year relationship with whom I believed to be the love of my life. Continue reading
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Cellophane
“Didn’t I do it for ya?” It’s one of those nights where I feel like I could’ve done more. I could’ve helped you. I could’ve saved us if I just helped you a little more. But then I remember. I remember the one thing I shouldn’t. I remember how emotionless you were that night. I Continue reading
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Red
Love is so weird and absolutely embarrassing. I can never truly understand myself so how can anybody else? I say I’m fine but there are moments where I stop and think only to wonder how he’s doing. Even in our relationships death I still put his feelings before mine. I can’t help but remember all Continue reading
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From the Dining Table
A letter to you. In three weeks, we’ll be broken up for seven months. We’re halfway to a year. It feels so unreal. Where do I even begin with you my sweet first love? I’m sure you’ve read the last five stories I’ve written about you. At least I hope you’ve read them. I’d do Continue reading
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Sign of the Times
It’s always a Sunday. It was Sunday’s when I’d get phone calls from him because he was in basic training. It was Sunday when I told him I felt nothing for him and that it was over. It’s always a god damn Sunday. Every day I ask myself if I’m strong enough to never see Continue reading
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Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call
What used to be the season of cheer and love has now turned to fear and scarcity. I remember my first Christmas with a boyfriend. I was so happy, so irrevocably in love and the most excited I had ever been. Seasonal depression had left my body immediately. He was a ray of sunshine. He Continue reading
Midnight Reflections 