Leave Me With Nothing But Despair

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leave me with nothing but despair.

A love letter for ghosts

Copyright © 2022 Jeric Ebron

No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or used in any manner without prior written permission from the artist.

Photographs, Poetry & Book Design by Jeric Ebron

leave me with nothing but despair.

A collection of photographs and poems by Jeric Ebron

A reminder of life, and death, and everything in between.

GentleKisses

I loved you, did you feel it? when you used to be my boiling water on a rainy afternoon ready to be used for tea; maybe even for a shower.

Was it cold while I was inside of you?

Did you felt like the underside of your pillows an embrace from an old friend you deeply despise.

Was it haunting— when we made noises in your kitchen?

A sound of a howling dog when their babies died, or that strange feeling when you can no longer see light inside your eyes.

When you caress me all these things disappear into thin air; I wonder how you do it, I wonder if you even care. I wonder if you even think of me when we're inside of each other.

Are you going to stay at this moment— to know the joy of tomorrow?

Or to leave early now never seeing the pain or sorrow.

the truth is we always fall in love with the things we can't have, maybe its a thing we do; to make ourselves feel something — to make it seem that we're living.

that laundromat that seemed off, its paint from the 80s and the tarnished off coat. I wonder how it feels like to sit on its floors do you think that's boring or somehow entertaining?

I often find myself thinking about things that are from afar. like people and friends or that famous vintage place that sells ice creams in jars. from closed shop windows and parked suburban cars, guessing which ones are still open, laughing and crying — as we switch turns drinking.

I guess in this one i wouldn't know. how the sorrow of the autumn feel; or the taste of falling snow or to be annoyed with pollen in the spring frolicking in open fields, constantly yearning. “Iguess,maybe.”

ColdHeartedMan

slowly getting used to not smelling your scent

that rough mix of bergamot and laundry detergent

the lingering smell of tobacco on your nape

i could have told you a lot of things when we were together but here i am instead in this hell of a room surrounded by people i do not know trying so hard to remember what you smelled like.

Leave Me With Nothing But Despair

Photographs, Poems, & Book design by Jeric Ebron

A special thanks to my dear friends, Roman Gioglio, Benjamin Scott-Killian, Danny De Graaf as well as my best friend Lander Abinguna for the never ending support, guidance, & love they have given me that made this project possible.

First Edition October, 2022

Never ending love, radiating from the Philippines

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