To love, unrequited
It’s better to have loved, and lost, after all.
2 min readDec 3, 2022
Oh you are the waning moon of my life
You are the echo’s call that never returns.
Your silence wrecks me
as I hope for more
and wish we were never acquainted.
Drawing from personal reflections on identity, culture and womanhood. I also ghostwrite memoirs. htts//www.storiesbymae.com/