Ofyliac

“Your eyes. Your eyes. Eyes with teeth. Terrible as obsidian. The days to come in those eyes, the days gone by. And beneath that fierceness, something ancient and tender as rain.”

I’m not feeling well. It is not for the first time I’ve fallen sick not because of any disease but because of your absence in my life. My soul is aching. My eyes are red. Like a useless person I’m aimlessly lying on the bed. I don’t have anything to say and your name is all that comes out of me when my mouth opens even a bit, I seal it again, engulfing our memories, swallowing your name, inside me I feel there’s no sunshine but just the hurricane. There’s no life within me now, no hope, no health, no happiness, just you, your voice, your memories and our moments.

“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”

“Sometimes people stop loving you. And that’s the kind of darkness that never gets fixed, no matter how many moons rise again…” - Lauren Oliver, Vanishing Girls

“Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.”