Author: Ryan

It was one of those cold dreary nights where the clouds prevent even the tiniest bit of light from the moon or stars to come through. She came to my place hoping for some sort of assurance that everything will be okay. I knew what she wanted to hear. She is at that line, at the mid point between thinking … Read More....

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I used to be so timid, so shy, and so bored lol. I used to just sit on a corner watching people have fun, make other people laugh, make other people sad, and basically create stories for themselves. Now sitting at a view point, I look upon those days as if they will never happen. I have always been at … Read More....

I love early mornings when I am with you. When I am half asleep and half awake, as my body moves on its own, finding its way towards you as it fervently wants to be with you. As I grab and got a  hold of you until you are tucked away safely inside my arms, while I soak up every … Read More....

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I can be more honest today. I can be more compassionate today. I can be more courageous today. I can be more fearless today. I can be more loving today.
I can be anything, and I don’t need anything to become more amazing today.

– Random thoughts while hiking

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There is most likely no greater experience than to love and be loved by another. To feel that you can walk through the journey of life with someone, to know that your souls are connected for life. To be able to share each other’s meal, share each other’s clothes, share each other’s hand, share each other’s kiss, share each other’s … Read More....

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Maybe one day in the distant future, we will be two people meeting each other again for the first time.

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I slither my hand towards hers. I felt her fingertips touching mine, I laced my fingers over to hers as our palms kissed each other. It was a perfect fit, like her hand was meant for mine. Nothing more serene than holding a girl’s hand as if we were connected by a single touch. I leaned over and gave her … Read More....