raeminiscence

Despite what others might say, I wasn't afraid of being incompleteㅡit's what keeps my hungry soul searching for dreams to devour-but I was afraid of living in a world where I was paralyzed to yearn for wishes. Your existence's inexhaustible noise ceased havoc among the barriers I put up myself and tantalized the firestorm of my possessed collection of perished dreams, my graveyard of feared fruition. I opened my gates for you as you breezed into my life with your soft-hued wishes that thawed all that was arrogant in the universe. Above all, we're capable of reaching for greater heights and diving into deeper oceans; we're endless. Stand-alone (Epistolary)On-going…

raeminiscence

All Chai Javier prioritized in life were her family and careerㅡthe perfect encapsulation of a mundane, predictable lifeㅡbut Maddox Esperanza's entrance was a bolt from the blue, exploding her gray walls with bursts of light and hope. With each other, they found a second home strong enough to endure the gutting groundswell of contretemps. The forsaken day their relationship went south, the crumbling echoes left their world somber-colored and devoid of salvation. Stumbling upon each other would be the last thing they'd wished for especially with scars invisible to the naked eye still in the process of mending themselves and seeking remedy. Even after their efforts to push every existing memory of their love aside, if destiny persists to intervene, then perhaps just one encounter would be enough to reignite the spark back to their cherished past. Esperanza Series #1Completed…

raeminiscence

Born with a destiny so wreakful and avenging, their renaissances augured a fusillade of bolides reigning the heavens. They sought for a long-awaited redemption for their flairs were vaporized. One day, this mundane land of apocryphal intentions will reap what they sowed. The universe shall plead mercy for these artists' stellular legacies. Prose and PoetryCompleted…

raeminiscence

The versicolor horizon holds the vastness of tomorrow yet it reeks of mishaps and miseries. Even with ebony skies dusking the heavens, my words remain strong, never holding me back as I disappear into my solitude of wonders. It was more than just a morsel of luck that I have you by my side, accompanying me through these dismal events with the powers of our quills. Together, we carve these poems and poetries of seraphic and perilous remainders of life into a garden of unheard pennings. One by one, these pieces lull our vagrant tragedies until it effaces yet never fully disappears. Once our inks finally run dry, petals of hope bloom within our soul with the nurture of yesterday's despair and today's expectations.Stand-alone (Epistolary) Completed…

raeminiscence

The heartbreak tales of Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring flowed through the words of every chapter along with the vicissitudes of seasons that unraveled the memoirs of their wretched cries and ephemeral enamorments. Like a speckle of dust, it ebbed away into thin airㅡlong to be hidden in the blotches of ink; it may have been forgotten but it will always be inscribed, never be gone.Prose and PoetryCompleted…

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We buried our fairytale alongside other memories we convinced ourselves were meant for us to forget. I held on to it like sandㅡstill tangible yet I felt it trickling down the miniscule gaps of my hands, slipping away from my grip. Its derisive pinpricks burned through my flesh as a mere remembrance of a love soon to reach its closure. A few steps away from me stood an amber temptation; I was hypnotized by its gentle swirls as its droplets stuck on to the glass' rim. This velvet liquid courage seeped down my throat and controlled my insobriety, and unleashed my regrets from its chains. Right then, I knew denial was in no way going to save me now. I will never be over our story that ended in an addled chapter.Stand-alone (Epistolary)Completed…

raeminiscence

The chattering of canaries beneath the cumulus clouds' silhouettes call nature out to breathe once more for I am here, laying above verdant grasses. I carry the heart of a romantic; the art of loving enwreathes itself around my worn out heart. For each heartbreak I experience, petals wither until it strikes the ground. For every heartstring they tug, flowers flourish hither and thither. Among the fluttering wings of the butterflies and subtle purls of the valley, this flowerbed that houses the essence of my existence rises above the ground.Prose and PoetryCompleted…

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Our intertwined fingers hidden from the light reflecting the whole room couldn't fill in the chasmic gaps of your relentlessly yearning heart. When the marvels of your scarlet lips plummeted on my skin for a kiss, I blamed you for leaving me in the lurch in the battle between yielding or defying, yet I chose to let all my guards down. Every kiss sated me to insanity, the fervid desire in my heart remained unmatched; you're drifting away to a place I could never get a hold of while I was wishing everything could be reciprocated the same way it was given.Erlebnisse Series #2Completed…

raeminiscence

The moonlight bounced off your skin, radiating to your face then to my mind with a pact I regret saying as I held on to nothing. I know we swore it was only for one night but I couldn't stop thinking about you ever since the moment I laid my eyes on you. that one night with you was the rebirth of hopeㅡthe gust of wind sauntering across cheeks with a blush of pink elation, the flocking of clouds misting my thoughts with every possible visionary I can relive with you, the dawning of another day with the sight of the amber twilight cracking beneath the dark.Erlebnisse Series #1Completed…