I loved him the way some people are to be loved – from a distance.

A simple ‘Hi’ from your crush might trigger your feelings again,but you must shove them up your ass,because you simply don’t have the permission to love.

Sometimes it’s your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon.But more often, it’s memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening.All I...

I’d rather be not the light in your lifeThe bright day might make me obscureI’d rather be the cold darknessFor it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure