“Wait!” I shouted. I knew, this was the moment, that I would lose my best friend. All the hard work into building our friendship structure would be bouldered by three words.

I met him three years ago, when I was lost in my own mind. I had no-one, loneliness was my only friend. Grief was slowly decaying away at my heart, I wanted to be better, stronger in my own mind. But I was weak, limp in my o...

Wandering through the wild land, listening to the birds communicate to eachother, wondering what they’re talking about.

Oh, how the summer is going to be missed.

The trees swaying to the tunes of the wind, the evening sun showering the sky with beautiful shades of summer.

This is what I seek.

Warmth. Happiness. Light.

All year round, we wait, sit patiently until it’s time for the sun to revea...

I wait for you, my love.

I sit there, waiting for the split second when the sun meets the ocean, the planets alining in a eclipse, when two pairs of eyes see eachother for the first time.

My dear,

My heart awaits your presence, your warmth, your laugh to ignite my veins.

My heart lies within your body, tangled up by love. Who am I without a beating heart?

Every year I spent with you, my love,...

Time.

How funny,

That all the years we are alive,

We chase it for more.

_Tick tock_

More time to spend with loved ones,

More time to revise, __

__

_Tick tock_

Oh, how life will be different, if we only have more time.

It doesn’t wait for us to catch up,

Let our legs rest, let us hug them for the last time.

_Tick tock_

No, it’s selfish, cruel.

It tries to teach us a lesson, but we only catc...

Your time is coming to an end.

Your final chapter of life.

My book has consisted of you in every chapter, and now I fear that I might forget you.

I know that you can’t last forever,

I’ve always known that, but the crippling fear of you leaving me so early in in my life is cracking my heart open.

Savouring every memory we have, soaking up your last days, as I would do for the sun on the final ...

Ponds.

They’re their own world, many animals and organisms live there, and have their own life in their own bubble.

They’re used as decorations, made to look pretty. They don’t move, connect, flow. These organisms live their until they die. All they knew was that pond.

I say no.

I want to live. Embrace our planet, explore cultures, learn languages. I want to embrace the gift of life with open ...

I often think why I open my mind up to people, why I let myself feel I have someone to untwine my problems for me.

Why am I so desperate?

Why am I so desperate to show the person I keep bundled up in my heart with love and warmth. The little girl who loves to do what she loves, runs barefoot in the garden, cares for bumblebees when they’re hurt, who loves the smell of strawberry shampoo, who pla...