scandalsinbohemia
"These violent delights, have violent ends. And in their triumph die, like fire and powder .Which, as they kiss, consume."- W. Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
I wrote this piece a while ago, inspired by the above quote, and during a blue period with nobody around me. I was nostalgic about something I’d never had.
It was curious to write about something I had not experienced before – two lovers who are not together anymore, but the wound is recent, and the lines are thin.