fortress of solitude

My mind had been clouded by happiness so much that I can’t use it to think straight. These past months felt like a dream, almost feel like I’m not on the grounds. My feet barely touch the grass, my toes are tipping up and away to the clouds. Its a good thing, its new, its fresh, its original, so we can put away any mastermind theory behind.

The feeling of love, was, fresh sheets to my bed. It was unfamiliar, but somehow, unlike any new things, its easy and smooth, like a paper boat flowing along the streaming river.

These brand new feelings are things that I wanna cherish and not question, but as writers, we all know that there must be some twists and turns. The storyline needs that, and the readers love that. Thankfully, God, the mighty writer, had it all wrote down long before I was born.

So, where does the chapter leads, no one knows. Now, on to the next page?

21 Mar 2023 9:47 PM

Dear Grammar Nazi, I wrote this in 5 minutes and I didn’t proofread any of it. Miss you, btw.

10 mins of pouring whats on my mind.

19 Dec 2022 4:46 PM

I read too much romance novels it made me wanna throw up and also write hundreds of fictional love letters. This was one of them.

10 Nov 2022 01:21 AM

As much as I crave for safety and stability, I really enjoy swimming in uncertainties. 

And this time, I think I’m drowning… 

8 Nov 2022 11:32 AM

Hold my hands and make the thoughts go away…

God I swear the pain was real… its hitting my heart like some guy was throwing punches at it.

I never, ever want to feel like this again…

I wanna be hold and told that nothing would ever hurt me like that ever again.

I never wanna open this chapter, though deep down I know its gonna come right back at me at any time.

I always feel like I’m strong enough but… I really wanna admit that I lost the battle this time

27 Oct 2022 11:24 PM

Sending you the hug you never knew you needed, kid.

Remember when you used to write, “We might never know La, but I really hope its coming soon…” and I replied with a heavy nod on my head. 

Karina Pasian is playing on the background.
Years passed and I still long for that word to come…

 22 Oct 2022 12:24 AM

September went by just like *clicks*.

It was not full of festivities like I expected, was nothing compared to last year’s September. Too many changes, too little time to make it through. But I think I did it, I washed the nasty feeling off, down the drain..

Now we’re shifting forward, we’re looking up again… Both eyes on the road.

2 Oct 2022 01:39 AM — turning my self talk into writings, so that its permanent.