A little hand sanitizer here. A stylish face mask there. A little distance here. A stifled sneeze there. Life must go on.
Eight in the morning
16.02.2020
Each year, I write a short post in your honour (except last year) and this year shouldn't be any different. We have come a long way, you and I. Our mutual crushing has stood the test of time. I feel like as the years go by, we grow close, then drift apart, and somehow, draw…
Lucky number?
She fell in love. Twice. She gave it all. Twice. She loved and lost. Twice. Is the third timethe charm?
We were in love
We were in love. Not the love they sing or write sonnets about which last for centuries. Not the peaceful, picturesque kind either. We were in love. Practical, logical and totally weird. We were utterly vulnerable yet built these make-believe walls to coddle our egos. We fought, then made up. We prayed. We sinned. We…
Quarantine and chill
Quarantine is hitting everyone differently I for one am dealing with stuff I would normally avoid Like my feelings
26th March
Happy quarantine birthday to me 🙂 *sigh*
Love package
They say we accept the love we think we deserve I think we accept the package and hope the love fits
Still learning
I accepted way too many things in my life for such a long time. I'm now learning how to draw lines and make boundaries. Forgive me, sometimes the process is a bit sloppy. I'm still learning.
06
Roses are red Violets are blue We all make mistakes I'm glad mine was you
Deadbeat
It's been a year and half since I lost my father. Not literally anyway. But people don't need to know that.People ask questions. And sometimes, most times, they are not ready for the answers. Even if they were, I am not. Not yet anyway. They don't need to know that. There were no goodbyes. I…
