12.16.22.| long time no write & ironically, i come back with a poem about things left unsaid... i have never been fond of using ellipses, perhaps because i was always able to express how i feel but nowadays, it feels as though they seem to speak more than any language could.

05.24.22.| more than half a year since i last wrote something, more than half a year since i wallowed in the depths of my grief. this time, i'd like to write again — not just of grief, but of love and life and people.

11.24.21.| they say grief is an indelible presence juxtaposed with the growing collection of things, but somewhere along those things, something feels missing; like a gaping hole in your heart longing for the things that will never be the same again.

more than a month has passed & some days, i still wish losing a loved one is just a nightmare i have yet to wake up from but i am wide awake, breathing alive but it's a slow death inside. i might get back to writing before this year ends, perhaps in attempt to save my life.