My love, I will take one look at you the first time I see you and fall madly in love with you. That moment right there, feeling your little fingers wrapped around my index finger, watching you squirm around, little eyes closed, creating an illusion of peace, that will be the beginning of this madness … Continue reading Baby
My mother is a superhero. Over Friendsgiving dinner, my classmates went around the table and 90% of us said the person they were most thankful for was their mother, I included. I have been thinking about it and I realize that my life would be very different without her. That lady moves mountains, she has … Continue reading 20 Years, 20 Lessons
You wake up and she is gone. Bright sunlight is struggling to spill into your room through the partially closed blinds. You check your phone, it’s 8 a.m. Of course she is gone. She never stays. Your head sinks back into the pillow. You move your left leg and you feel the soreness where your … Continue reading Lines…
He is easy to distract. Watch him. Observe his passions. He loves to talk about himself. He is obsessed with his new dog. "How are you?" he asks, admiring the dog painting at the front of the restaurant. "What's your dog's name again?" And he forgets. Starts rambling about his dog. He is easy to … Continue reading Distract him.
28/9/2019 Missed me? Yeah, me too. This is gonna be more of a rant than tea, so buckle up! It has been one month since I landed in this foreign country. I would say that time flies, but that wouldn’t quite be correct because ten days after getting here, I felt like it had already … Continue reading The Tea
Do you ever feel like you cannot trust your mind to remember everything you deem important, so you find yourself holding on tight to memories in one way or another? Photographs, objects, collectibles, letters, clothes? I do. I have sticky notes. I went to a high school where we sent each other notes. It was … Continue reading Sticky Notes
I want to keep you in my pocket. See, in my pocket, you will always be close to me, or in my bedroom when I take my clothes off to go shower. I will not wonder where you are or how you are, because I can always pull you out to check on you. I … Continue reading Can I Keep You In My Pocket?