Four months ago, I wrote about a boy I met. On the 30th of December, we will have been together for three months. He’s across the sea, back in Spain; while I remain in the cold of New England. It is snowing right now. Snowfalls were admired from a cold window pane, separating me and […]
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I have homework. I need to do work. But he is on my mind. His face won’t fade, his words echo, his touch lingers. I sound so sappy, or maybe I’m just poking fun at myself because I’m scared. Scared that I like him, that I trust him, that I might have found someone I’ve […]
Yesterday I met someone. The type of person I’ve been waiting for a while. We hung out with all of our suite mates for about six hours non-stop, about two of those hours consisted of just him and I wandering behind our friend group conversing about culture and politics. Every time I got star struck by […]
Like every young kid, there’s a point when you discover that the future exists. At 9 yrs old I began to think about the future. My future. And it wasn’t a nice one. It was an approaching nightmare of realism. I promised myself that on my 18th birthday I would run away. It’s what my […]