This room was always his. Even when I moved in with him, it was always locked. Continue reading
I recall the morning I left the house, our home, for work, with no intention of coming back to him. Continue reading
I knew my lies would catch up with me eventually but I wanted to live in the moment, for once. Leap into the unknown, even though it was all kinda built on a lie. Continue reading
We met. Rather, collided.
We crashed into each other. Continue reading