In a bustling city like ours, plenty lose themselves in the working hours. It’s time we stop to smell the flowers. Advertisements
If your love was Edible, perhaps I might be full. Yet toxic it was, left me empty. Such a fool!
Dead in a daze, alive reliving those days. Daphne Melodia
“How have you been?” Would only be possible with Jack’s magical bean.
There’s nothing much left to fuss for she’s resigning, from this Farce. via Daily Prompt: Farce
She, who nags – “Please stop!”, I’d beg. She, who rearranges my desk – “Where’s my pen?!” I’d scream in distress. She, who forces veggies down my throat – “It taste terrible..”, I’d croak. She, who uses a pillow to cover my face when I snore – “Leave me alone!“, I was feeling sore. She, […]
How many times can a heart break before it screams for the brakes. I loved with all my heart, I gave everything that I’ve got. He was the man of my dreams, the man I thought I sought. I longed to be his city, the queen of his empire. But now I finally realized, it […]
– Daphne Melodia
– Daphne Melodia I appreciate that we do not need words, to understand each other. It’s really comfortable, just sharing this silence, together. You are my kind of happiness.