Hiding
Written by Jacob Ibrag She says I’m picky, unable to see what’s right in front of me. That I’m plagued with my shades of gray mentality. She bathes in perfection, sheltered by her innocence. The broken observe through aContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag She says I’m picky, unable to see what’s right in front of me. That I’m plagued with my shades of gray mentality. She bathes in perfection, sheltered by her innocence. The broken observe through aContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag There’s a part of me that wonders if I’ll ever see her again, then there’s another part that hopes I never do. ItContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag It was over the moment she locked lips with those that weren’t his. Wasn’t planned, never really is. He wanted to know why she reciprocated, did sheContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag And as the game finished between us, you looked outside to the night and asked me a question. You asked ifContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag The day’s sun puts on a different mask at night. Moon showers a familiar light as she tilts her eyes toContinue Reading





