Conjure | Prose

Still pinches, yes it does, the awful reminder of having previously basked in your presence, but now being subjected to involuntary separation. I have no option but to live with my demons, writhing in my own screams. Yes I still cry, yes I still hope, yes I still wish, but sometimes, when I see you … Continue reading Conjure | Prose

Myriad | Prose

Sometimes I want to be your brightest memory, so that with every breath you are reminded of me. On other occasions, I want to be wiped out of your mind altogether, thus giving me a reason to forget you too. But you know what's scary about the latter? What if you really forget me, but … Continue reading Myriad | Prose