"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." - Christopher Poindexter

Saudade /saw-dad/ a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains" A collection of short free verse poetry. 🥈free verse 🥈unspoken

❝ − It's a terrible thing, the destruction of words.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

Oliver cannot erase time. All he could do was walk aimless strolls around the island of skyscrapers he calls home with a wrestling match with guilt in his head, all detailed in the name of hindsight. Midnight struck and Oliver still has no love story to tell, but he's got a heartbreaker's part of the story with him. Escape was all he wanted but what if his past feelings catches him first? A SEQUEL TO HE LOVES YOU NOT (HEARTBREAKER'S POV) but it is not necessary to read the 1st book (He Loves You Not)

❝This is a why her, why not me story.❞ All rights reserved @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017

This is every time in the past year when I have cried, the people I've loved, the girls down the hallway, the nights I couldn't sleep, the tears falling on my shoulders, the broken hearts, the broken smiles, the invincible laughter, the crooked teeth. This is my story, and I do believe it is so similar for us all. I hope you enjoy this glimmer into my life.