So, here’s to the water to my fire. The spring to my summer. The science to my philosophy. The rationale to my emotions. The numbers to my words.

"Never fearing depth, my only fear is that of shallow living"
So, here’s to the water to my fire. The spring to my summer. The science to my philosophy. The rationale to my emotions. The numbers to my words.
Pretending to forgive you just to seem like the bigger person was not the victory I thought it would be. It was the defeat I never saw coming.
Two. Us. Sitting silently. Not a single word spoken, thousands unspoken. The two of us. Just us. But that’s a lie. Songs on repeat. Each means something to us in a different way. Us. In a car. Two. In a dim lit room. Why do you look at me with empty eyes? Coffee. Wine. There’s… Continue reading When one plus one equals none – a poem