SonaCoda

Love, the enveloping force which steers one away from reason, embedding itself deeper into the soul as time consumes it's fuse. Love, a dependency, a yearning for someone who's value is infinite, while one's will is limited. Love, the product of a seed planted at first sight, fertilized by one's desire to grow eternally, consuming the host -SonaCoda

16/12/2015: It is often that I find myself plagued by periods of depression. This condition, which I dismissed as a seasonal and situational occurrence, is beginning to look more and more like commonplace in my life. As my schooling has reached a conclusion as I discover that I am unhappy with a reasonably well performance. My standards are unfortunately so naturally high, hence a higher standard of happiness and self satisfaction. The circumstances of my self are the chains and shackles of my mind. I find the curse of my incompetence will dance upon my self-esteem and hence a longing to be someone I will never be. Nothing will set me

unsaid truths and spoken hate will forever be how I remember you. I won't remember your petite and deliciously sweet smile. I won't remember the nervous way you'd embrace me as though my open arms might be retracted at any moment. I won't remember your kindness wrought from a belief you deserved none of what life had been willing to bless upon you. I won't remember how I nearly loved every little part of you from your crooked smirk to your large hands molded perfectly to fit in mine. I will remember your cowardice your fear of the possibility of my love. I will remember your lies whispered sweetly to me in that empty library of how you th

I'm sorry I'm sure you want that to mean alot of things but in truth it means one hurtful truth. I'm sorry I never loved you not in the way you would've wanted me to not in the way you needed me to, I'm sorry I loved the ideal of you and me the wonderful beauty that be birthed from our attractions more than I loved the person within that fantasy. I'm sorry I forced the delusion of perfection upon you and held you to those improbable expectations of my selfish imagination. I'm sorry that I placed the necessity of us above the desires of you. I'm sorry that I wasn't the guy you deserved and that I wasted my few chances with someone as wo