Asia Blue
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When I turn away he finds me A hand to my jaw a look I can’t outrun He doesn’t move like he’s thinking he moves like breath like instinct like the step between desire and permission We don’t speak in answers we speak in breath in steps in touches that say stay And eyes that…
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As I’m writing this letter, I feel as if time with you isn’t enough. Your beautiful brown eyes haunt me and will continue to haunt me in every lifetime. You often wonder what goes on in my head, but it would drive you insane. Your smile is in every corner of my mind. Words that…
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Music has been an integral part of my life from a young age. I have gotten a few compliments on my “Song of the Night”. So introducing AB’s Playlist. A compilation of my most overplayed songs from 2023 and my current 2024 favorites. I will update this daily. Enjoy! 2023 Spotify Favorites 2024 Spotify Favorites
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In the search for love, perhaps all a soul truly needs is to be present in Manhattan. Falling in love with New York City is a perilous affair, for it is not merely the city itself that captivates us, but rather the person we aspire to become, leaving behind the mediocrity of our past. When…
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3 of 3 I’m from a place where fireflies light the trees like magic and a kiss from a boy too early is a sin. I love like my father; from afar, wishing you well. I learned from my mother to hide behind a sharp tongue. When I say hello, please treat it as if…
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2 of 3 Do not ask me for advice, I am without my love. Do not ask me how I live without. Ask me about the weather. For he is the beautiful storm, the cloud over my head, and why I pray for rain. It is a troubled feeling, longing for someone. Losing them in…
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I can sit in a park and watch people for hours; their vague denial entertains me. That or I crave naivety. We have lost the art of discernment in this world. I am no saint. My impairment comes with a boy. Cliché. Unoriginal, but lays kindle to a fire that keeps me warm at night.…
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1 of 3 He was the best of me. Healing parts of me with every laugh. While he slept, I thought about all my missteps. The lack of faith that forged me into the dark. The trust in lust that brought nothing but pain. I laid next to him, confessing all my sins with a…
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You cannot fight a ghost; feelings and people alike. When I sleep, my demons linger at night; each face bears a resemblance to people I’ve known in life. A cemetery for my tragedies settles in my mind. I’m haunted by my lack of strength and self-deprecating pride. A Trimester is worth a lifetime of guilt;…
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Fantasy kissing the cheek of reality was the birth of my mania. The innate beauty of life is addicting to me, and I underestimate the pain that comes with it. I forget the company Pain keeps— how Loneliness is a friend of a friend, and just as deadly. Those two make the world feel foreign.…
Wishful Thinking 