our love has reached its demise on a road of no return, and like the coffee that you were, you only gave me heartburn. i held back the tears to tell myself i am strong, that i am not reminded of you by every fucking love song. so i taught myself how to express my... Continue Reading →
how do you do it? how do you easily move forward from everything we’ve been through? you’ve moved on so swiftly that a year with me seemed nothing but days of frivolities. i want to know how you do it, how make it seem so easy. i’m uncertain if this is what i see, but... Continue Reading →
I found you in the most unlikely way, but really it was you who found me. I was miserable before we met; I was a mess. I had no direction, I had no purpose in life, and I had no idea what I wanted. When you came, I was hesitant, not because I wasn’t sure... Continue Reading →
I'm not trying to bring back the love we lost; I am not naive to think things are fine. We both lost it, like the savage toss of the ocean waves . . . it washed to the shore, steadily, violently, crushing as it hit the end of its line. I'm not trying to bring... Continue Reading →
You were my coffee-- some say a luxury, and for me a necessity. You were my coffee, and you were how I wanted it to be: sometimes sweet, sometimes smooth, sometimes dark, sometimes strong. You were my coffee: you kept me all night long, you made my heart race, you kept me warm, you gave... Continue Reading →
I almost forgot that bittersweet aching of not being able to move on, that feeling of helplessness shrouded with a smile whenever I see you with someone else. I almost forgot that I am trying to forget all these, and I yet, I remember them so vividly.
Why do I cry? Why do I weep? Why do I bring myself so deep? How can I laugh? How can I stop? When my reasons ain’t enough. Why don’t the rain Just wash away this pain, So the real me would remain And live a life so plain. Why do I grieve? Why can’t... Continue Reading →