All Chai Javier prioritized in life were her family and careerㅡthe perfect encapsulation of a mundane, predictable lifeㅡbut Maddox Esperanza's entrance was a bolt from the blue, exploding her gray walls with bursts of light and hope. With each other, they found a second home strong enough to endure the gutting grounds...
The chattering of canaries beneath the cumulus clouds' silhouettes call nature out to breathe once more for I am here, laying above verdant grasses. I carry the heart of a romantic; the art of loving enwreathes itself around my worn out heart. For each heartbreak I experience, petals wither until it strikes the ground...
Born with a destiny so wreakful and avenging, their renaissances augured a fusillade of bolides reigning the heavens. They sought for a long-awaited redemption for their flairs were vaporized. One day, this mundane land of apocryphal intentions will reap what they sowed. The universe shall plead mercy for these artist...
The heartbreak tales of Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring flowed through the words of every chapter along with the vicissitudes of seasons that unraveled the memoirs of their wretched cries and ephemeral enamorments. Like a speckle of dust, it ebbed away into thin airㅡlong to be hidden in the blotches of ink; it may ha...
The moonlight bounced off your skin, radiating to your face then to my mind with a pact I regret saying as I held on to nothing. I know we swore it was only for one night but I couldn't stop thinking about you ever since the moment I laid my eyes on you. that one night with you was the rebirth of hopeㅡthe gust of wind...
Our intertwined fingers hidden from the light reflecting the whole room couldn't fill in the chasmic gaps of your relentlessly yearning heart. When the marvels of your scarlet lips plummeted on my skin for a kiss, I blamed you for leaving me in the lurch in the battle between yielding or defying, yet I chose to let al...
The versicolor horizon holds the vastness of tomorrow yet it reeks of mishaps and miseries. Even with ebony skies dusking the heavens, my words remain strong, never holding me back as I disappear into my solitude of wonders. It was more than just a morsel of luck that I have you by my side, accompanying me through the...
We buried our fairytale alongside other memories we convinced ourselves were meant for us to forget. I held on to it like sandㅡstill tangible yet I felt it trickling down the miniscule gaps of my hands, slipping away from my grip. Its derisive pinpricks burned through my flesh as a mere remembrance of a love soon to r...
the moonbeam festival is coming near . . . and a girl is trying to make a wish.
Love speaks to you as you breathe for life. In the dining hall. In the train station. In all moments where reality seems altered. And love will still speak to you even when its soul walks away. Even when language dies. These are entries and excerpts of mine sealed inside bottles you'll never see, locked up in my 1...