We are just trying to articulate something illegible through poetry and colors of paints amidst this tornado of our oblivion. We are just trying to shine as we dance towards each other while the luminescence of our eyes speaks for our souls. We are just trying to be defined, portrayed, and characterized-and we found each other to tell the tale of our abstract paradise.

Some love happens too fast to be deemed true. Some love fades away so swiftly that it doesn't approve to be grasped as a memory. Some love is enormous it calls to be screamed. Then there's my love for you that is the same yet different. A love so forbidden I could only appreciate it through deep breaths and closed eyes. A love that should be hidden because it existed at the same time when a timeworn affection pleads to come back to my life. A love that humbly appeals to be heard as blurs-making me settle to tell the world...even just in whispers. Updates every Saturday at 5:30 PM GMT+8. Welcome to the story of a fleeting love.