Finally I am depressed enough to sit down and write you a letter. Since when Have I grown accustomed to breaking a pen every time I write to you? And my letters always Cost a little more, because of that extra drop of tears of that extra reminiscence of you. Playing a break up song… Continue reading untitled


Good bye

Forgive me for doing this – The apology is but formality, just like your empty promises no one ever sees me under you and I am left with your bad name just as my hand is left with the smell of your cock We were never together by choice, it’s more like fate minus romance… Continue reading Good bye