Shelve It

You’re the last chapter In my tattered Book of Love. It's time to shelve it.   dog-eared pages torn clichés fade to sepia like yesterday’s dreams   and you flicked what’s left of my broken heart off my sleeve into the dirt.   Thought I’d saved the best for last; you proved me wrong for [...]

Synonymy

Synonymy

Some pursue a chimera— the heart’s fantasy, knowing in the end they’ll live happily never after, mindlessly hoping that maybe on the off chance… Others simply accept the bitter nothingness of reality. Same thing only different.