Half-Truth

It was a Tuesday night toward the end of February, Eddie was gathered by two of his best friends at a house that wasn’t his nor theirs. A house encapsulated by trees, and for this evening a fortress for his heartache. A place where he could hide from the pain that would come tomorrow, next [...]

Love to Me

As I cried my self to sleep last night I tried to remember what love looks like. My vision was blurry filling to the brim with water so I turned to my memory. Love to me has never been just one person. Love to me is all of my friendships. Love to me is my [...]

Colder

*one unread message* For a moment I'm special, and in that moment I feel as if I could fly, but time passes and so does your mind. It passes from me and my Instagram DMs, our two-sided banter, to a dead space that only I feel. I'm sure your mind has moved onto a new [...]

The Waiting Room

The waiting room is bland, almost resembling that of an airport terminal. Splashed with drab gray-colored walls and pale, sputum yellow airport chairs. All concessions present but already closed for today. Just multiple rows of chairs and enough room in between  for pacing. The “waiting room” game is never a game that is intentional or [...]

eleven:eleven

This seems like a story I’ve told before, even though it's the first time writing it down. Maybe I’ve been too scared, or maybe I only write to give myself closure and I wasn’t ready to close this chapter of you. But today I am ready. To write about time and about healing, all things [...]