Author: Ryan

I remember it all too well. It was a cold winter afternoon in December as trickles of snow fell on top of our heads. We were silent while walking down a familiar street after watching a movie. I could hear our footsteps, and yet not a word was spoken from either of our lips. I slid my hand towards hers … Read more ...

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The sun’s rays penetrated through the holes of the grayish clouds hovering above me. A soft whitish light shimmered patches of the forest, the trees glistened like sparkling green emeralds, yellow citrines, and colorful rhinestones in a jewelry box. Nature seems to never stop, never end, and always being mysterious. In times of beauty and peace, I often remember you. … Read more ...

As my foot eased down on the cold hard floor of my room, I looked around and there was no soul in sight as I prepare myself to go to bed.  My eyes shifted around the room, my skin felt the stale air inside it while the white walls felt like they were closing in. However, on this night, I … Read more ...

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The fog clings to the distant trees like a big white spider web coveting the distant lands in front of me. The silver lake compliments the beautiful colors that the trees have adorned on this late September morning. Here I am, at the vast and timeless beauty of nature, yet all I could think about is you. I miss the … Read more ...

There was nothing that I could have done when she left. There was nothing I could say to make her change her mind. I just packed up my clothes and left. If there was something I could do, I would have done it. If there was something I could say, I would have said it. But I knew there was … Read more ...

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I always love seeing the clouds whenever I go hiking. They are so magnificent. My camera cannot fully capture the lines, intricacies, and patterns of the clouds. My camera just combines all the grayish pixels together. But it still looks good. I love it. I am still happy. Whenever I am taking pictures, I run. A lot of people are … Read more ...

The plane was making its descent down. My hands were shaking, and I felt a bottomless pit in my stomach. My knees did not seem to want to calm down. I was jittery to say the least. This was not my first plane flight and I was not scared of flying. It was the first flight where she was waiting … Read more ...