Like a mother’s embrace, it’s welcoming despite everything it endured that left scars to her heart. This longing. This need. Is it a predestined thing engraved when I was made?
Category: Prose
Amorphous
In trying to cease the forest fire, water would be where the individual would obviously and automatically reach out to seek refuge.
Last Cup of Coffee (For Two, Please).
“Would you like to have coffee together? For the last time.”
Entry #4: Puerile Machinery
“It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.”
– Frederick Douglass
Everest
Oh, the breathtaking view of Mt. Everest!
Yearn. You.
something that I wrote in the past and I felt like I can publicly show this now. no strings attached anymore.
— maria ♡
Pathway (Crossroads)
I wanted to forget and leave behind the regrets; but as I walked down the road, I looked back and saw you standing there—smiling. Full of content. And I couldn’t get past the line of finally forgetting you because I knew that I wouldn’t be able to smile like you if I did.
Ephemeris
Three.. Two.. One?
Paraíso
His art for the world to see. The serpent’s marks on my neck and arms. They were marks of love. How he loved me too much.
Philautia
Philautia
n.
1. Self-love;
Talaan ni Maria 