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Laughing Emoji

Some say the sound of true happiness is laughter. Lately I've been reminded what it feels like to really laugh, you know that type of laughter that hurts your stomach, makes you ache and creates red faces and swollen cheeks? Yeah, just like that.  New faces and places, embraces and spaces all negativity replaced. No … Continue reading Laughing Emoji →

thelifeanddeathoflove Personal 3 Comments Jun 14, 2019Jun 14, 2019 1 Minute

Carpet Burns

Rum in my glass, 3am carpet burn, Strangers, faces I do not know, Strangers are replacing your face, Burned into my mind, The old me I cannot find, Stripped and displayed, I'll show you the door, Walking in a daze,  Feeling like a whore, Am I a whore? Strangers are my friends now, This carpet … Continue reading Carpet Burns →

thelifeanddeathoflove Personal Leave a comment May 15, 2019 1 Minute

Over

I lay on my back, the smell of red wine still vivid.  I cross my arms over my face as I let out the last of my tears. My heavy beating heart, the pulsing in my ears. My phone on my stomach, chat still open. I let out a laugh that only tears could create. … Continue reading Over →

thelifeanddeathoflove Personal, Uncategorized Leave a comment Apr 17, 2019 1 Minute

The Words – intoxication (poem)

Intoxication I’m a beast The thing our toxic love birthed Tell me what I am What do you want me to be? Tell me why I’m ripping at your clothes Your hands upon my neck My legs around your waist Black Satin I no longer see I’m home, I’m safe I’m no longer caged My … Continue reading The Words – intoxication (poem) →

thelifeanddeathoflove The Words Leave a comment Aug 26, 2018Jun 25, 2019 1 Minute

The Love Of Sex (one-night stand)

Another night another guy but every one-night stand is different…   I woke up this morning to a guy stood there completely dressed in my room and obviously contemplating sneaking out and I wouldn’t blame him, the details are already fuzzy so I can’t remember if I woke up on my own or if he … Continue reading The Love Of Sex (one-night stand) →

thelifeanddeathoflove Personal 1 Comment Aug 25, 2018Sep 10, 2018 4 Minutes

The Story – mr tease

I could hardly see, and music flooded my ears, bodies, heat, lights, the smell of sweat and dirt in the stuffy air. It was my 4th week in a row that I’d been here, and I was hooked, and best of all I was free. I was 18 and back living in my home town, … Continue reading The Story – mr tease →

thelifeanddeathoflove The Story 3 Comments Aug 16, 2018 3 Minutes

The Book – ghosts

Writer's block, blocking my brain, my thoughts, my creativity. You, you are the cause for that I’m sure, board of it, of you, writing about you and about our love. Stuck looking back just so I can look forward. My project is a curse, therapy I never signed up for. Easy or so I thought, … Continue reading The Book – ghosts →

thelifeanddeathoflove The Book Leave a comment Aug 12, 2018Aug 29, 2018 1 Minute

The Story – false memories

It has been weeks now since I last saw your face, I pushed you to the back of my mind and for the most part it worked. Today I closed my eyes and my mind created an image, a memory that has never been, in this false memory you are there in front of me … Continue reading The Story – false memories →

thelifeanddeathoflove The Story Leave a comment Jun 24, 2018 1 Minute

The Book – i sank

This is a post about me, my right now. I took a break, or some may say I broke, maybe it’s both?  life got in the way or maybe it was a lack of life? Who knows, either way I needed to stop. Writing and putting this book together has not been easy, I dug … Continue reading The Book – i sank →

thelifeanddeathoflove The Book 2 Comments May 27, 2018Sep 10, 2018 2 Minutes

The Story – stained glass

Rebuilding the walls after my first failed relationship took some time, I was so destroyed that for the longest time I almost didn’t realise that I’d actually been given one of the biggest gifts, confidence. I was stronger, I was a whole skill level up from where I had started, and things could only improve. … Continue reading The Story – stained glass →

thelifeanddeathoflove The Story 2 Comments May 16, 2018 1 Minute

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