Ⓡ

How beautiful 

In another life, I might have loved you 
          not with this guarded, weather-torn heart,
          but with soft hands that did not tremble
          when fate began pulling us apart.
          
          You were a fruit no lips should taste,
          a sweetness ripened out of reach;
          you carried every dream I’d traced,
          yet silence lingered in your speech.
          
          You had the calm of distant skies,
          the kind that quiet storms inside,
          the knowing depth in older eyes,
          the place where frightened thoughts could hide.
          Everything right… yet something wrong 
          a missing note inside the song.
          
          I thought: next life, perhaps I’ll try,
          to learn the way your love might feel,
          to stand beneath your patient sky
          and let your steady hands heal.
          
          But then he came that reckless flame,
          a boy too wild for careful grace;
          desire sharpened in his name,
          danger dancing in his face.
          
          Obsessed, undone, I crossed the line,
          for he was far beyond my league;
          his voice like thunder wrapped in wine,
          his touch both mercy and fatigue.
          
          You waited somewhere in the air 
          a meeting fate had once designed,
          yet when I turned, you were not there;
          another storm had claimed my mind.
          
          
          
          Continue…

Hiiiii... You good?

Trying to do good, trying to feel good. Seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours, and it's been so long since I last touched words felt their weight, their rhythm, their power. I’ve always said I write when my heart feels the heaviest and once again, I’ve come back to words. I’ve come back to you all.

Hey, how are you doing? It's been years since I opened Wattpad again. 

Life Update:
          
          Hi you all… guess who's back? Yep, I'm still alive. Unfortunately for some (read: my depression), I’m still breathing.
          
          A lot has happened since April 16—the last time I updated a chapter (yeah, "Fiore" feels like a century ago). So, fast-forward to now, and two major things have happened in my life:
          
          a) I got a job.
          
          Honestly, this probably doesn’t surprise my OG readers. You all know my “success arc” by now—it's always been chaos, pain, growth, and then bam something good.
          
          b) I fell in love.
          
          Now this is the plot twist. If you’ve been with me for a while, you know how much I write about love especially the kind that hurts, the kind that scars, the kind that leaves you hollow and full at the same time. And now… I’m in love. Like really in love even if the other person's feelings towards me are still cloudy.
          
          With a boy I stumbled into. Random, unexpected, and everything.
          
          And you know what's wild? I used to say, “The moment I fall in love, I’ll stop writing,” because all I’ve ever known is heartbreak and darkness and ink-drenched grief. But now? My brain doesn’t know how to function without him in it. It’s like he took over the entire creative space in my head. He’s there 24/7, rent free. And honestly, I don’t mind.
          
          I’m in my lover girl era and I never thought I’d say that. Never thought I was capable of loving someone like this. But here I am.
          
          So now, to all my readers—if you had the chance to pass a message to my boy, what would you tell him about me?
          
          P.S i love you all and Miss you.
          

Umm...*nervous* hey?
          I hope u remember me?

Hey...hope u are alright:)

Hi thinking about you girly hope everything’s well  xoxo -N

Dude!!..Seriously? Come onn...Give us an update on Russian Bondage