All day long people asked her what was wrong. She seemed a bit off, they said. Was everything okay? Did she need anything? Someone offered...
Some days are just a little tougher than the others. I wake up craving you a little more than usual. The shape-shifting distance between u...
There is this little place inside you That I discovered long before you even knew my name. It drew me to you like the ocean meets the ...
Time is a great healer they say But I wonder if it just intensifies everything Like a pickle or preserve maturing over the years Rip...
I’d give anything to be like that again. When I really didn’t know any better. It was probably the last time I believed in magic and forev...
Lover, be gentle. Come sit by my side. Tune in to the whispers you cannot hear and the waves that crash beneath the surface of my skin...
I fall back on my pillow defeated, and lifelessly drop my phone by my side. You flared up and raised your voice at me for the umpteenth ti...
What if you found out that our current dynamics come with an expiration date? Would you still want to experience all that we could be befor...
You know that thing that makes you feel incomplete and uneasy and unwhole? The one that turns the entire world into an insipid rabbit ste...
I sift through the words I've written for you, about you, with you stuck inside my brain like an errant bullet from a crossfire. They c...
Leaving never happens all at once. It stretches on for weeks and months and sometimes, even years. Only, you just don’t see it playing out...
She remembers the exact moment when she realised she had grown up. It wasn't the day her marriage had crumbled to dust. Or the time ...
Someday your lover will ask you to pick up the pieces strewn across the floor. Which ones will you leave behind then? At any given moment...
"Did it ever occur to you that when you're making love to him, you're really making love to him?" "Huh? What is th...
Don't forget to smile. No one else does it like you. Smile like you can light up a room or the entire universe with just one flash of y...
Take me to all the places you've been keeping from me. Even the ones you think I will not like. Especially the ones you think I wil...
The lyrics of Some Kind of Wonderful by The Drifters, one of my favourite songs, interspersed with my own thoughts.... All you have to do ...
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The very fate that brought them together is the one that kept them apart for years. Because sometimes, fate arrives with eyes and limbs and...
She is fire. She sparks and rages, spits and smokes, radiates a heat that could burn him to cinders. Oh, but he is water. He g...
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