I want to be able to run. To travel. To just go wherever I want to go, whenever I want to go, without having to worry about responsibilities. I want to be able to watch the sun set behind far off hills and get inspired. I want to be able to travel to those very … Continue reading 6:26pm
There's a difference between being in love and falling in love. And perhaps, I was too busy falling, to notice that you were just Being.
She's starting to forget. She's starting to forget how he held her, how he kissed her, how he loved her. She's starting to forget the way his clothes smelt. She's stating to forget their late night drives to the top of the hill where they'd watch the city fall asleep. She's starting to forget … Continue reading Forgetting.
At the end of the day, we're all just rebellious teenagers with smoke in our lungs, getting high off the taste of each other's lips, throwing words around like bullets and pretending to know what love is.
Years later, she'll walk into that very bar, the one they used to visit every Thursday, and he'll be sitting there in the corner, nursing a gin and vodka. He'll look up, he'll notice her, because that's the type of aura she gives off. She'll be with her friends smiling, glowing, happy and he will … Continue reading Later
You see - she was like the ground on a hot summer day. Dry, broken and lifeless. And along you came, a cloud of rain, and you shed drops of joy and happiness on her dead soul. And, slowly, she began to come alive, sprouting signs of life. Sprouting signs of happiness. But, eventually, the … Continue reading Rain
Did you think I was sunshine? Soft and light? Just another sunny day that you could take advantage of? I am the storm. I am the rain, which beats down with such ferocity that even you run for shelter. My voice is the thunder, rattling the world with every word I say. My glare is … Continue reading Women