~In Laymans Terms, I'm Madly In Love With You.~

~In laymans terms, I'm madly in love with you.~

-a poem of a new kind

~Dark red lips and a cream coloured dress. Revenge is on the menu, and honey, I am starved~

-a poem of a new kind

~It's not that I'm delighted by solitude. I didn't have any other choice but to become near and dear to the loneliness. Distance and isolation kindly took me in as a child and nursed my festering wounds.~

-a poem of a new kind

~How is it easier to hide the skeletons in my closet than the scars on my arms when both are covered with only a few layers of cotton?~

-a poem of a new kind

~I never meant for it to go this far, but now I am so afraid to lose you even though you're not mine~

-a poem of a new kind

~It's not that I don't miss our friendship. It's that I know the feelings of missing you will fade. Just like we faded from each others lives~

-a poem of a new kind