Love is painful. It’s not a fairytale, like the fictions we read paints it. There is barely any happily ever after. That’s a lie. There is nothing of such and it’s even worse when it’s one-sided.

Falling Into The Shadows

My coat strung tight to my skin,

Shielding me from the biting cold of the season.

Yet, exposing me to the piercing eyes of the forest.

My wet eyes watched the movements of bodies gliding into each other.

The pair were like the letter, ‘K’ as they fused on the leafy ground.

Oblivious that a soul was watching them like a hawk.

I could taste...