Mhaey is a Writer

In a different existence,  we find ourselves,  Standing in close proximity,  sharing mirth in the air, How we jest and chortle,  for in some alternate affair, We are distanced, parted... A present reality we must bear.

Indeed, upon this earthly plane,  little else holds sway, But the love you offer forth  and the love that comes your way.

Life's trials shall fracture your being, a truth none can shield you from.  Solitude, too, bears a yearning that etches wounds upon the soul. Love is your calling, and emotions are the colours that paint your existence.  You've been placed on this earth to expose your heart to risks, to dance with vulnerability.  You're meant to be consumed by life's current.  And when the inevitable arrives— when you're shattered, betrayed, abandoned, wounded, or death's presence looms— find solace beneath the shade of an apple tree.  Hear the apples fall, a melody of fleeting existence.  Remind yourself you've tasted as much as your time allowed.

Loving you was The most Exquisite form Of self Destruction.

you love him, don't you? what? no i don't know i suppose perhaps most likely --but how do you define this feeling called love? can you describe it for me? is it the way my heart beats to the syllables of his name at the thought of his existence, or the way butterflies find solace in the depths of my belly, still fluttering with nervousness from his energy? or is it the way i once tried to dissolve this sensation i have for him, only to have it return a hundredfold, stronger than before? well then, yes i love him i more than love him i'm utterly bewitched by his very essence my heart clings to his aura i see him in my dreams,  for my subconscious--now he owns, and he has claimed dominion over my thoughts i more than love him i am head over heels in love with him i am literally so in love with him i am inside of love with him,  and we are trapped here together,  whether he is aware of it or not he is the twin fire to my fiery soul,  and we shall remain entangled in love for a

I can't wait to live a good life with you. To have coffee in the morning and love in the afternoon. To hold your hand. To kiss your face. To love you loudly, in front of everyone and then quiet again just between us. -on repeat .