16/09/2015

Do you believe in what people say? Do you believe that once people are broken in certain ways, it’s somehow always hard to even take the easy road, and that love becomes a distant dream? I do. I used to believe that heartbreaks were a part of life and that one day I’d get up…

The first time ever…

The day was seemingly beautiful, although from inside a club it was hard to tell. She was dressed in her most ordinary (“quite shabby” as her mother would say) clothes, no skirts or dresses were comparable to a plain white top and jeans for her, she was no masterpiece after all. It was a close…

Morsels of fading memories

And just as his hand made it’s way under her orange button down, the waiter made an appearance disrupting their privacy,” Sir may I take your order?”, still in the trance of feeling his presence she raised two fingers and fluttered,”two shots please”, the waiter left with his lips pursed into a frown. They leaned…

Take me back in time?

Been a while hasn’t it? It feels as though there’s nothing left to say, and I don’t mean I have no words left inside me, I do. But it’s like it doesn’t matter anymore you know? Lately I’ve been looking back a lot, at how different things were, at what I actually fell in love…