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Affection On My Fingertips
The 14th love letter to my, Twin Ray. To hear you say “I love you” is strangely distant to me. I have never once thought that words could be piling up and that my stomach knot itself in distress. I look past the dawn and see the sunrise on the horizon. You are gone, but I’m still here waiting for you to appear like a shooting star I can wish upon. I don’t fight in a war, but why do this feels like I am battling? Emotions disrupt my peace and exceeding numerous time from nowhere. I guess I can’t hide them under the rug and call it a day,…
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How Do I Let Go?
The 13th love letter to my, Twin Ray. Beloved, With all my frustration I don’t know what else to do but to slowly letting go and as much as I want the gap between us to shorten and with the interlude of our heartbeats I still hope it will beat in unison someday. I either sleep too much or stay up all night; there’s nothing in between. Sleep doesn’t come easy, but once I lay down on my pillow with eyes closed thoughts of you appear in a parade and demonstrate themselves like memories in mine mind. How can I let go when your fire still burns within my soul?…
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Because of You
The 12th love letter to my, Twin Ray. Hey, Are you tired of all the love letters I have written to you? I know you won’t likely respond, but still, I can’t hold myself back from writing. The sweetest note, the romantic gesture. I just want to open my chest broader so you can take a look inside my heart, and see how it beats for you. It’s pounding like crazy when you are near. And when you are absent, it just sank and sank in deep yearning. I don’t know if it is wise of me to keep harboring feelings for you, but I can’t seem to erase all…
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Halfway Through
The 11th love letter to my Twin Ray. Beloved, Twin RayThe minute you said you choose him over me, my heart shattered, and I hate you for it, but at the same time my love for you won’t let me bear a grudge, it says “Oh darling, you are too good to be true, hate can eventually turn into love, too.” And the seasons passed, and year after year my heart was left vacant with the door closed, and time after time I have to pull the curtains apart to let the sun shines in where the shadows used to creep in. I feel frazzled at how you still powered…
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The Sun and The Moon 4.
Chapter 4. Lauren began to busy herself in the kitchen, and not long after, the doorbell rang. Aiyla was standing downstairs, waiting for her to open up the door. She put down the kitchen knife, went to the entrance, and clicked on the button for the automatic door for Aiyla. She felt her heart accelerate and was excited to see Aiyla again. Lauren didn’t know if she should stand at the entrance to wait or go back to the kitchen and busy herself with the ingredients, but soon she chose to go back to the kitchen and pretend to deal with the chicken filet. After a while, the phone rang.…
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The Sun and the Moon 1.
Chapter 1. Lauren wore a green top covered with a white shirt, ripped jeans, and white flat shoes. Leaning against the pillar, she exudes an aura that intimidates whoever is trying to come in contact with her. Hence no one approaches her. The noisy sound of music deafened her ears, and she grew restless. She went to this bar to get closer to the girl she currently has feelings for, but she quickly realized that it was a bad idea. The girl she liked was now too busy standing behind the bar counter and serving drinks, and it was difficult to strike a conversation. She met her not long ago…
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Into one soul.
My 4th love letter to my Twin Ray. Dear Beloved,I spent a lifetime looking for you in everyone else, trying to control my destiny with sheer force to make it happen. A lifetime peeling off the layers covered my heart and tamed the mind to obey the divine within me, and yet I failed so utterly to find you. I went high, then low, above then beyond, and when my heart sang a tune so familiar, I scattered my love amongst the flowers around me with the hope that it would bloom as gracious as the love I have within me. The illusion that separates us feels so real that…
"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness and still become something beautiful."
