Owner of my heart

It’s an emergency

Our love is a riot

Rose made out of glass

Truth be told

Dear cupid

I would always choose you. The question is, will you choose me as well?

The tale of our love

No secrets anymore

Silence of grieving

You made me forget about my dark path

You are my first in everything

Love you for who you are

No one ever thought about her after the lab incident. Until she came across with Clarke, who was living a quiet life with Madi. Now the old memories of Lexa are spread in front of her.

Want to fly to you

Pride month poem because pride never ends. Angels and devils metaphor

My girlfriend and I both have nightmares due to PTSD. I’m healing because of her. This is my promise to her.

We both know truth didn’t matter

At the east coast

Dandelions remind me of her, so does the stars and fireflies lightning up the world. With a lantern full of her beauty and light, it cam illuminate the path in my life.