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Time is irrelevant when two people are meant for each other

I regret,

     Handing you the littlest fragments of me - so vulnerable and tainted; a part of me that I've ripped open willingly just so you could finally see me. And that you did.

I regret,

    Putting up my defences to people who have wounded and betrayed me, unbeknownst to them and letting my walls crumble before you because I felt comfortable with you, and you did too.

I regret,

   Hanging a rope around your heart, clinging onto it and replaying the mess that was eating up my life, settling the weight of my brokenness for you to handle. Your hands bound and your heart for me. But you were only just a boy, and you are only just a boy. So how could you have known that this was hurting us more than it was helping me?

I regret,

  Meeting you during a time when I was such a mess and still had so much to figure out. How could I have known every word, every action was or how losing you would be something I would always regret?

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