The Beauty of Melancholy

Sadness is my addiction. It helps reminding me there is still yet to come. To truly live, we need to constantly experience all sorts of emotions. It is what makes us human. It is part of life. It is beautiful to feel.

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

Ask Me
"I feel sad that he’s just a voice now."

"How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole."

"Maybe the two of us had become
so good at leaving once we’d found
something worth keeping we did
not know how to stay."

"When you’re young, thunderstorms seem scary. Like the sky is angry at you. But now that I’m older, something about its roar soothes me; it’s comforting to know that even nature needs to scream sometimes."