they say all is fair in love and war,
but what is love but unfairness in its totality?
All in Poetry
winter's breath
let life be a frozen river, proudly stoic with a racing soul…
and you return
you return. it’s that time again, to come back to the familiar place and exist as if you belonged again…
Love, Your Reflection
It sees your beauty even when you won't - and hopes you'll finally notice the same.
The relationship between flight and seed / Is a foreigner thrown overboard