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I miss my personal assistant sometimes. 

I miss my personal assistant sometimes. 

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection

The Nu Collection

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#ravholly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection by Rav Holly

The Nu Collection - the second series in my new fine art collection. Feel free to reblog, or comment.

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From behind the Hollywood Sign photo by Rav Holly

From behind the Hollywood Sign photo by Rav Holly

Lolita lost her smile

And just like that she walked back into my life…

she called out of the blue….we set a date for that night, and as the ole cliche saying goes, it felt like history repeating itself all over again. I picked her up at her place just like the first night we ever met, “Christmas Eve 2012”. We had agreed to meet for the first time, and go to the midnight showing of Les Mis, which would be Christmas morning. Seriously, what could be anymore profoundly perfect for a first date than that?

Even though, she had moved, it was all still, magically familiar. It was like the year, and a half had never escaped us.

I drove us back to that exact same venue, where it seemed like just yesterday, where I knew I had no chance of not falling for her. Everything in my being screamed at me, “Bad Idea”, she was 19, and I was 42, but everytime I glanced over at her, I knew she was everything I had ever wanted, everything I had ever wished for, everything that was utterly, and completely wrong for me, but logic was not there, and I didn’t care.

I knew it would be short lived, and that’s exactly what it was. It was a magical little time in history for me. When she left, she truly took a piece of my heart with her….. I think she is the only girl who genuinely ever has. 

Lonely, is the night, when you find yourself alone, for days on end I dreaded the night after she was gone, her haunting my every dream, dreading falling asleep. The only questions burning in my mind, that there were no answers for, “would I ever see her again?” “how could I live without her?”

And just like that….here she is once again, sitting beside me, it was all like a strange dream, like she had never left. She looked more beautiful than ever…

as I dropped her off, like I did that first night we met…..

I knew that I still loved her, but I didn’t love her anymore……she doesn’t haunt my soul like she once did. 

I am free…

With Love and Squalor 

~Rav

The Nu Collection