Somewhere inside of me, that tiny flame burns. Quietly melting the wax which simultaneously feeds and suffocates it. Storm winds gust around it, the flame flickers and spits, smoke masking its light.
The smoke clears and a tear of wax runs down the side of the candle. The flame flickers.
It can breathe.
Hello! You can call me Nella.
Once upon a time, I had my happily ever after; but what Fairy tales don’t tell
us is that sometimes these endings fall apart and become beginnings once more.
I never imagined that I would leave my life behind and be starting over,
but here we are, and this is my adventure. I’m learning about myself, love, and the world
with each passing day.
My Hope is that this journey may light the way for others, a candle on a very
Yellow=Advice from others
Saturday, 2 March 2013
B. R. E. A. T. H. E
Time ebbs and flows as if it has become liquid, oozing out of days, drowning the nights. My mind is plagued by answer-less questions. I shut my phone off; try to quieten the world I writhe within, the world I've left in shards.
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