Jenn Satsune

Jenn Satsune

Writer, Lover of poetry and prose. Taste my words on your tongue and let it unravel you, slowly.

You reminded me of rain when I first met you, like when I look through a window after not having looked at it all day, only to find out that it has been raining all along, and I stare longingly with halcyon feelings I once felt before and every feeling I hope to feel after realizing you.

Never let real love slip away because you decided to leave it up to fate. Fate is real; just like the ocean, its ebb and flow, perfect when it comes and painful when it goes, so fight to keep it. It never comes again the same way.

The whole universe moved in such a way that they were destined to meet each other. I’m not even from around here. He doesn’t come here often. “And then I saw her standing there.” he thought. At the bus station.