No pleasure as sinful, no treasure deadlier,
Le chocolat, as love, the purer the bitterer,
A moment’s delight, neither wrong nor right,
A cheap sparkle, brief but blindingly bright.
My struggle with depression and life after love, knowing now, that the days of innocence have expired...Moving on after pain, with some hope, and a little wisdom
hello, it’s been a few days since we last texted, and i’ve been reflecting on what you said. while i agreed with a few things, there were ...