Perhaps the only person we want to forgive is ourselves...

Sometimes, the person we love never used to be the apple of our eyes.

I huddled my body on the soft bed, clutching the blanket close to my chest Looking nowhere else than the way he glows and the way he dances

I stood outside the balcony, a cold beer in hand. You stood by my side, listening to the band.

Am I a good friend?

Rebuild what was lost.

Someday. All I need is someday.

It was my commute home...or is now my only commute home.

You keep telling me I lost.

As I waited patiently in my temple of regret and atonement I reflected on the things I have done in the past;

He'll soon take her to the stars, far from my heart.

The blanket of clouds are covering the blue sky. The wind blows gently on my body as our winter has arrived.

Trying out something new.

I'm wet.

They say it's bad To have an addiction

Fun Fact: I have never experienced getting drunk before because I always limit myself whenever I'm drinking alcohol. So, I would genuinely like to know your experiences about getting drunk.

Why not stop by?

So, where do we start?