She listens And though she is right beside me She is a million miles away in thought And yet she listens She still somehow hears what I say Even though She is a million miles away in thought Her emotions are paper thin And her charade is opaque She is easily broken From her mindless […]

L once told me that butterflies see more colors than humans. I wish I was a butterfly, so I could soar away on woven wings.

If greed is naught but a monster, then hope is naught but an illusion. –The Poetess

I have a theory. I have a theory that our tears hold all our memories. When I was little, the tears would leak out of my eyes but never fall, rather they could cling to my cheek like a child to mother. Now, my tears rush down my cheeks as if they couldn’t be happier […]

Today, January 1st, marks the birthdate of a Tom Marvolo Riddle.