A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

we did a friends season 3 but it was permanent {if you don't get that reference basically we "were on a break" but the break turned permanent}

Wanted by many, taken by none. Talking to some, just waiting for the one. KARMA hits hard. what happens when you ignore all the attention you get and start getting ignored by the person whose attention mattered the most? sad truth: that person was her only male best friend #7 in poetry (16 March 2020) #16 in poetry (12 June 2020)