509 Days

509 days have passed since the day I told you I have no more fight in me. I told you I was miserable, that I could no longer feign a relationship that existed upon potential and hope. I shamed you for being detached and uncaring. I tore apart your character, blamed your inability to love … Continue reading 509 Days

we’re so connected yet disconnected.

You can text, call, e-mail, or FaceTime me. You can hop into my Twitter or Instagram DM’s. If you’re feeling frisky, you can even Snapchat me. So many avenues lead to my destination yet we lack communication. So, where’s the disconnect? “Sorry, I’ve been busy.” Empty apologies that are expected to lessen the blow of our … Continue reading we’re so connected yet disconnected.