poetry & short stories. a collection of my midnight thoughts and everlasting dreams

A girl confronts her feelings about a broken relationship

frankly my dear, i don't give a damn [this is a rant book. please don't read if you feel you are going to get offended, that is not my intention here. other than that, enjoy!]

They're like quotes. They make you feel something. Six words can mean a lot.

bal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1

A game of Seven Minutes in Heaven turned into my personal Hell. I didn't know the first boy I'd kiss, I'd kill. But I couldn't help it. The feeling, the power it gave me as I drained the life from his body was amazing. But when he dropped to a heap on the floor in front of me, his eyes open and unseeing, I screamed. Because one look, you're mine. One touch, I've got you under my spell. One kiss... You're dead.

the words come together so nicely they might even convince someone that i am completely satisfied with my life.

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]

metanoia (noun): the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life.

ephemeral (noun): lasting a very short time; short lived; temporary. [highest ranking omfg: #104 in poetry]