poem about love
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I am Icarus

I am Icarus, and, you, my sun. Big. Bright. Beautiful. Enchanting. Without so much as a second thought, my wings started to move. Slow at first, hesitant, and then faster and faster until the wind carresing my cheeks felt exhilarating. Heart racing, I’m smiling, hands stretched out towards your light—closer, closer, and closer. I started… Continue reading
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What hurts

You know what hurts?It’s not the hurtful words that seemed to claw your heart out.It’s not the memories you once smiled endlessly for.It’s not the late-night conversations, the random check-ins, or the silly little inside jokes. It’s not those that hurt. You know what really hurts?It’s the quiet realization at the end of the day… Continue reading
- I am Icarus
- “Hello, Stranger”: Timeleft App
- Wish I Never
- Sincerely, your Thirty-something self
- Fort San Pedro: Cebu
- To be
- National Museum of the Philippines – Cebu
- What hurts
- Casa Gorordo Museum: Cebu
- I; You

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