She worshipped the pair of eyes that stared right at her, this feeling that they effortlessly galvanized inside of her, the endless possibilities that it teased, the empty wishful what ifs for as long as she could remember. Over time it was just a bad religion. She gambled with the universe, standing under the heavens alone. She begged for mercy but was handed truth that even under a sea of sta

You can't take back words you've said. You can't undo mistakes you've made. In this thing called love, it is painful to fall out as beautiful it is to fall in.