Forimortem Stories

Struck me with your thunder, and I will glow with your lightning.

The city of thorns glowed with electric sorrow.

I fell for the warmth that knew it wouldn't last.

I surrender pieces of myself to your presence, willingly and entirely, letting my walls crumble like sandcastles at the tide's edge. I am entirely here, entirely yours...

I hoped for your return, your warmth, your embrace, your soft whispers, and I have been waiting in silence for you.

I feel the way your metaphors glow but the label that held you is gone.

I offered my hand to you so we could dance the night so gracefully, and the moon pretended she didn't notice how we looked at each other.

Maybe growth is the art of losing gently.

I wandered among the resting and found beauty where sorrow grows.

When the mist subsided, your eyes found me again.

I haven't forgotten about you so I silently plead to the quiet, hoping it carries my heart to you.

My passion surges back, shattering my sleepy haze, and I have come to know that every grind, every struggle, holds undeniable worth.

A collection of stories inspired by the beautiful souls I've met along the way.

I watch the sands vanish, blinking away my own existence.

I'd weather every storm just to guard you.

I will stand beside you as the evidence that you were never imagined, you were always inevitable.

Sunset comes and goes but I remain next to you.

People stayed far from you, the rare one yet my hand brushed you, and I witnessed the fragile bliss they never saw.

I feel everything more than I admit.

I have folded my wings so you may fly.