Forever O’clock?

You said you’d love me forever

but it’s 8:26 on an empty Tuesday night and forever seems to have flown by.

It Starts Inside.

She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind …

Love Game

Lust, Infatuation

Passion, Obsession

Neediness, Vulnerability

You use me; I use you