I think of my very simple yet complicated love life as of today. The complications include the love I have for someone that no longer wants anything to do with me, and myself not wanting anything to do with new love. I live through nostalgia, rejecting anything that may come because of the harsh memories that await me to unfold presently. I keep them wrapped in my mind, to ignore until the harsh wrapping exposes whatever I hide from myself. The simplest part of my love life is: I can reject anyone else that comes into my life presently before they reject me. I am in control of all that comes into my life, all the new memories I can have and to put it simply - in love I will have no new memories.
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Falling, Fallen
PoetryI am a lesbian poet who writes about mental health issues. Enjoy this collection of short stories and poems about my mental state as well as lesbian heartbreak.
