Diara Alvarado
Bio
Lover of animals and classical music. On a moonlit quest to become a writer.
Stories (13/0)
all of him and all at once
i knew there was something about him. something tedious yet beautiful. his name was paulo. pau' when my tongue felt lazy. 'lo when i was kissing him and swallowing the olives of his eyes and breathing the sun of skin. before i met him, it was the rain and the wilting flowers and the shivering trees that fluttered between my lungs. it was the small unintentional disasters that carved a life in half– the shift of a season, the cadence of a song, or the way flowers wilt that made me feel love. but then it was more than that. falling in love with paulo, loving him, felt bigger than anything i have ever loved in this world. because of him, as stupid as it may sound, i learned what love is truly about.
By Diara Alvarado 2 years ago in Fiction