Submissions by Daydesola

She stood on the opposite side of the room and gazed upon his bronzed sculpted features and wished on all possible magical powers that he would be in her bed tonight. And so she stood there, looking at him with the conscious knowledge that he had noticed her staring, and yet she seemed uninterested in whatever thoughts he might have thought about her except for the one that might involve him in her bed tonight.

The only thing that kept her feet planted on the hardwood floor of the dimly lit club, and prevented her from going over to his table and declaring her utmost desire for him...

Authors’ Note : This is for the expectations and the disappointments. Even the silent ones. This is for those who try to find themselves and only delve deeper in a city of souls. This is for uncleared misunderstandings and miscommunication. This is for the unloved and over-loved. This is for the time you gave all you had to give, all you could do is lay there, unfeeling, as they forcefully took it from you. This is for the broken bits, shattered people who have been torn into one, two, many pieces. This is for the emptiness, loneliness, judgement. This is for the people who wander. All those...

You will never see me cry,
You will never see me curved around the toilet bowl as I shove one, then two fingers down my throat.

You will never see me unguarded,
Or naked,
Or vulnerable.

You will never see my eyes,
You will look into them and search for words and meanings 
But you will never see through my lies.

You will never smell my insecurities
And I will shield me from you with mascara, drawn eyebrows, foundation, concealer, a coy blush,
And you will never even see my face,
The real one,
The one behind this air of...