I’ll be honest, my heart burst when I saw it. I’ve been trying to find it for a while now. Seeing it was like finding water in a drought. No, more like… Seeing an old friend after years of being apart. Waking up at 5am on the beach, just as the sun is about to … More A few days ago, I found your shirt in my closet.
Did I not fit? The version of me you had in your head, I mean. How is she? What’s she like? Does she laugh at your jokes? Is her wit as fast as lightning? Is she confident? Does she hold your hand and kiss your lips and casually compliment you whenever she wants? Is she … More Oh, I’m sorry.
I am here at the place where you left me.I didn’t think that I’d be so nervous coming back here. We sat by the window and you told me how you loved the view, how you always made sure you sat where you could see it. You told me that sometimes you’d eat here alone. … More A Short Time.
House. Home. Love. Hate. We rely so much on words and promises that we seem to forget the reason why we created them. Action. “I’ll be there in five minutes.” You were an hour late. “I promise I will never leave you.” But you did, anyway. “I do.” You didn’t. Feelings. “I hate seeing you … More The Language.
I’ve never truly understood the concept of intimacy. I don’t understand why people crave it. What about it makes it so special? Is it the fact that you make a connection with someone you can’t find with anyone else? I really don’t get it. Why can’t we just be intimate with ourselves? Why is it … More Honesty.
I believe the universe is made up of tiny, little universes all rolled into one big ball of earth and water. For example, my house is a tiny universe, and so is my neighbor’s. I’ve been thinking about this for a while and it’s sort of driving me crazy. I was smoking outside my house … More Across the Universe.
I Am Not A Writer. 