Historias de Cythelight

May this piece of me find you and heal every unspoken hurt you've endured just to plaster a bright smile in daylight. For the bravery to live regardless, I am here to sit with you through rainbows and hurricanes. You are seen and heard. More than a million times. (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

The Four Seasons of Grief is a free-verse poetry series that encompasses the many faces of grief that come from loving a chosen soul. It presents perspectives on pain, longing, acceptance, and moving forward-despite the story not receiving the ending it deserves, the unspoken words that could mend a bleeding heart, and the bravery to make peace with what has already been done. This poetry series aims to offer fresh horizons. That our hearts may break, but they won't stop beating to experience the same sensation again and again-the excruciating pleasure of grieving for the part of ourselves we lost in the battlefield called love. Because at the end of the day, we may declare ourselves omnipotent, but the truth is, when nurtured with love and attention, we become nothing more than a greedy man, undoubtedly surrendering everything all at once and jumping off a dead-end cliff without thinking twice. (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

The Four Seasons of Grief is a free-verse poetry series that encompasses the many faces of grief that come from loving a chosen soul. It presents perspectives on pain, longing, acceptance, and moving forward-despite the story not receiving the ending it deserves, the unspoken words that could mend a bleeding heart, and the bravery to make peace with what has already been done. This poetry series aims to offer fresh horizons. That our hearts may break, but they won't stop beating to experience the same sensation again and again--the excruciating pleasure of grieving for the part of ourselves we lost in the battlefield called love. Because at the end of the day, we may declare ourselves omnipotent, but the truth is, when nurtured with love and attention, we become nothing more than a greedy man, undoubtedly surrendering everything all at once and jumping off a dead-end cliff without thinking twice. (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

The Four Seasons of Grief is a free-verse poetry series that encompasses the many faces of grief that come from loving a chosen soul. It presents perspectives on pain, longing, acceptance, and moving forward-despite the story not receiving the ending it deserves, the unspoken words that could mend a bleeding heart, and the bravery to make peace with what has already been done. This poetry series aims to offer fresh horizons. That our hearts may break, but they won't stop beating to experience the same sensation again and again-the excruciating pleasure of grieving for the part of ourselves we lost in the battlefield called love. Because at the end of the day, we may declare ourselves omnipotent, but the truth is, when nurtured with love and attention, we become nothing more than a greedy man, undoubtedly surrendering everything all at once and jumping off a dead-end cliff without thinking twice. (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

A one-shot BL story. Tahan, Tahanan is a raw and tender story about trauma, healing, and the quiet courage it takes to choose life, told through the fragile bond of two boys learning how to become each other's safe place. (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

The Four Seasons of Grief is a free-verse poetry series that encompasses the many faces of grief that come from loving a chosen soul. It presents perspectives on pain, longing, acceptance, and moving forward-despite the story not receiving the ending it deserves, the unspoken words that could mend a bleeding heart, and the bravery to make peace with what has already been done. This poetry series aims to offer fresh horizons. That our hearts may break, but they won't stop beating to experience the same sensation again and again-the excruciating pleasure of grieving for the part of ourselves we lost in the battlefield called love. Because at the end of the day, we may declare ourselves omnipotent, but the truth is, when nurtured with love and attention, we become nothing more than a greedy man, undoubtedly surrendering everything all at once and jumping off a dead-end cliff without thinking twice. (Cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)