I woke up in a pool of memories to find my heart still being held by your long-gone hands. And when it hit me that there’s no cure, I had but one question- -How do you leave behind the past when it shapes your future? ~N.V.

Standing on this battlefield, littered with the lingering touches of forgotten lovers, I realize that I was never a victim; I realize that with the tip of heartbreak’s sword an inch away from my next fairytale, I became the warrior. ~N.V.

You sit across from me in this crowded room, and with that slow-crawl glance ask me to describe my passion. With the tingle of your gaze on my skin, I answer through parted lips- -“Sin”. ~N.V.