You Are Loved

Defeat doesn’t become you, my love; Your eyes- two bleak orbs of despair, “Your life doesn’t need my wretched essence”, you whisper, And I know you’ve forgotten what our love truly does mean. You feel desolate, shattered and miserable, trembling with the yearning to know your place in the world. And I want to bare... Continue Reading →


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