It seemed like you didn't do much You feel like you should do more But you are just tired You do not know what is making you feel this way.
After stepping back and talking to others I then realized that I'm not insane. That I'm not treated how I'm supposed to be treated. I just let you have your way because I treasure your friendship. But you keep doing it over and over again.
The end of an old life and the start of another. That's what the Buddhists like to believe. To be reborn once again.
We look up to the sun to tell time, While we look up to the sky to get inspiration. The combination of time and sun evokes one’s mind at certain hours. A shade of ombre orange pierced through the…
Resorting to solitudinous to find solidarity. To find that time doesn't wait for anyone. And certainly not me.
That sunken feeling in your stomach The anchor in your heart To be on the verge of crying But yet nothing comes out.
Once in a while, a gush of wind hits the tent and our temporary home shook. The weather forecast predicted that it will be a clear night but as others secure their rain guards, we wonder if we should secure ours too.
The truth is, I lost the feather that I left behind and I can’t seem to forget about it. I know I should fly but why can’t I move, and I can’t stop thinking about it. It is long gone and I’m already gone so why do I still harp on it. Oh, maybe it’s because I can’t stop the course of actions that follow from it.
Sometimes I wonder, am I ignoring these signs too much or are you just too friendly. Will you do the same for every other girl?
The sight of him made my heart skipped a beat. His confidence level made me turn into a damsel in distress. As he playfully grabbed my arms in the middle of the shop, I can't help but think, "I can almost love him."
Knowing that I am no longer fighting my battles alone is the most reassuring feeling one can give the other.
I was still able to remember the adrenaline rush as I swiftly avoid the bumps on the roads while the wind ran through my hair. It was an incredible experienced.
What do you do when someone says I love you. Do you love them back?
At that moment, we felt like we belong. In this mess of a world, we became one. The endorphins in a hug made us feel like home. The home that we never had.
As the days grow longer and the night become shorter, I am starting to get a hang of reality. But which reality am I getting a hang of? The act of pulling me out of my routine and throwing me into this black void is scary.