“are you angry at me?” “no … just … feel numb” Happy 7th. We’ve made it.
I hurt You hurt I hurt You Hurt Me You Hurt me I hurt You hurt I hurt you You hurt me We hurt We don’t talk Fight, goddamn it. Fight. Fight through your pain and hurt feelings and bruised ego and all that’s left of your self-preservation. Against all odds, because … Continue reading Hurt
He got on the bus first and sat down in front of me. Then she arrived and sat next to him. There were other seats around, two next to each other all free, so they must know each other, I thought. But they didn’t speak a word as the bus set off. Did they pay … Continue reading Bus home
Have you ever imagined The One? Their fingernails. Their lopsided smile after cracking and inside joke. Their crooked toes. Their smell right after a steamy shower, and at the end of a long day. How they’d know you better than you know yourself, and you’d want to be with them to explore both you and … Continue reading Pre-anniversary
Do you know what sucks? Feeling like I've never been closer to someone than I am to you - knowing it will never be less than an ocean apart. Wanting to tell you how much I hurt - holding back because I don't want to burden you. Giving all I have ever been and all … Continue reading Unsent Letter #3
Áfra János: Little shop of misunderstandings I would like to say, if you were here, I’d calm down, But instead I say, your constant absence upsets me. You would like to say, you would be next to me if you could, But instead you say, we cannot always be together every day. I would like … Continue reading Little shop of misunderstandings
I packed my bags and left. Got on a plane with a one way ticket and began a new life. It has been over six years since I made the decision, the evening of my determination still vivid and clear in my mind. I had just received notification that I was accepted to university, when standing among … Continue reading Groundhog (holi)day at ‘home’