Lost Memories.

I’ve craved at my memory a billion times

in hopes i would find

a piece of what I left behind

Lost Memories

— k.m.

Creating memories is lovely thing to do. And so many are blessed to be able to keep those memories within their hearts. But others are not as lucky enough to hold those sacred stories in their minds. Some only have the power to keep a memory for as long as just a second.

Love.

we danced in the fire we so much called love

and ended up calling it hell

Love & Heart-break.

— k.m.

Love can be a billion things, be portrayed through many emotions, but when it is no longer there, it will most definitely not be love.

Instead, it will be something else, something dark, something bitter. And that is when we begin to believe the idea that love is no longer lovely, no longer sweet, no longer Love. And that is when we start to confuse our heart-break with the definition of Love.