A year has passed, and even after all that has changed, I know one thing hasn’t. I still want you.
MIRA R. ARIDIA year has passed, and even after all that has changed, I know one thing hasn’t. I still want you.
MIRA R. ARIDIThe clock ticks by and all I could think of is that at least I’m a day closer to seeing you.
MIRA R. ARIDIThis year, I will let grief walk by my side, but I will lead the way.
MIRA R. ARIDIHow is it that we mourn the shattered pieces of the love we willingly broke?
MIRA R. ARIDIWhen she laughs, her soul floats outside her body and I can touch it.
MIRA R. ARIDIMaybe that’s why it was so easy for you to break me, you can always tear the pages of an open book.
MIRA R. ARIDII shed skin after skin, seeking my true colors, expecting a rainbow or a stripe of black, but all I get are maps of red. We are all human underneath.
MIRA R. ARIDIAnd it scares me that if I ever get my wings, I might not know where to fly to.
MIRA R. ARIDIIf there’s anything I’ve learnt so far, it’s that to love others, you should give them space to breathe.
MIRA R. ARIDIYou’ll roam the world and come to realize: It’s all in you, to be free or not to be.
MIRA R. ARIDII am grieving a connection that never really happened, a dance of souls that only lasted one day.
MIRA R. ARIDII’ve experienced departure far too much to have the courage and call anyone my own.
MIRA R. ARIDIYou touch me and a thousand different particles come alive beneath my skin.
MIRA R. ARIDIWe reshape our memories into uglier versions because it’s hard to forget them while they’re still beautiful.
MIRA R. ARIDII close my eyes and I see you. I open them, and I’m blind.
MIRA R. ARIDII’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.
MIRA R. ARIDI