Even if you don’t believe in astrology, you can’t deny we were written in the stars, and we could be read to filth. You saw me and couldn’t wait to get under my skin. You sunk your claws into me and stung me with your love. It’s an inseparable love doused in passion and addiction. You have a grasp on me and don’t wanna let go. But we didn’t know it would be toxic. I was too stubborn to walk away, because I madly love you so. When I saw red, I was ready to charge in for a fight. But you always scuttled away to hide, diving your head into the sand. So, when it was time for our story to end, I stampeded all over your heart, with my horns stabbing you. 9/8/21
I dont know what it will take to heal this tragic heartbreak. Waking up every day is more miserable than the days we spent together enduring our troubles. I wish this bed would concave and hurt, in crushing, crippling comfort. If it means you’re not lying here beside me, I’d rather descend to Hell in misery. I want my tears to drown me in this forlorn, because this inner war of truth makes my body torn. Without you, I constantly choke when I breathe, and I wait for the day my heartbeat will cease. 9/22/21
I caused ruckus in your life, you shattered my world, and we created many storms together. Just two passionate people who wanted to scream from skyscrapers and mountaintops how much we cared about each other– even if the words shouted surpassed the highest peak of sound and stratosphere. They ultimately pierced us in the heart, causing pain and heartache. It was crazy, but we were crazy in love.
Whoops! My brain goes a million miles an hour that it completely slipped my mind that my first published book, Saudade, turns three years old today.
Edit: It occurred to me I cannot math. I thought it was four years, but it’s been three since the book’s official publish date.
WOW. Three. Years. Old. It’s been that long already.
Saudade holds a special place in my heart. In essence, the book is about mental health – riding the scary and unpredictable rollercoaster of anxiety and depression. The truth behind the words was born from years and years of my experiences navigating through a dark place but eventually finding light in the end.