An old woman was sitting on the porch with her husband, sipping a glass of wine.
“I love you so much,” she says.
“In fact, I doubt I could live without you. I know I don’t want to even try to get thru a single day without you.”
Her husband is almost speechless.
“Is that you talking, or the wine?” he asks.
“It’s me,” she replies. “Talking to the wine.”
You felt holy, then emptied. The kind of hollow that makes silence roar and every unread message feel like a sentence passed. You gave pieces of yourself…
You think your home is safe. You lock the door, pull it shut, and walk away, certain that nothing inside will move without you. But something does….
They wait for you in silence. Every morning, every night, they’re the first thing that touches your bare, vulnerable skin. One feels like a hotel dream, another…
Waking at 3:17 a.m. feels like being dragged to the surface of a dark ocean. The room is still, but something inside you is not. Your heart…
You remember the exact moment you abandoned yourself, even if you swore you’d moved on. It echoes in the pit of your stomach, in the joke you…
The impact was sudden. No one saw it coming, yet everyone feared it someday would. One wrong lane, one shaken driver, and a circle of young cyclists…