In the Aftermath

Together the world lays before them, through an entire puzzle of randomness and an insatiable stupidity that can only be found in the curves and sinews of another’s being. Each in a secret competition – for in love, we all want to the claim the prize of greatest lover. Best sensation. Utmost inspiration.

What a Broken Heart Really Feels Like

My knees felt like they might buckle beneath me. I couldn’t run from the truth any longer: he had given everything he had. He had made me his all; I was his girl. And in true form, I was a grenade that self-detonated. And he was a casualty that fell among the wreckage.