Love, you aren’t here anymore

Dear love, I don’t know if I can still call you that. Or if I ever had the right to call you that. They say that if you truly love someone, you can never really unlove them. And that no matter how many times you try, you can never go back in time and change … Continue reading Love, you aren’t here anymore

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There’s silence between us, the warm, comforting kind of silence

An airplane. A firefly. A fairy. Wrapped up in your arms, I find shapes in the smoke coming from between your lips. I tell you that I can almost see a fairy and you chuckle as you come closer and rub your beard against my cheek. It’s June, but I can almost see autumn in … Continue reading There’s silence between us, the warm, comforting kind of silence

Because I still lose to you, every day.

​You used to make fun of me for never throwing things out. And you had almost labeled me a hoarder when you found out about that box of chocolates 4 years ago. Last night, I stumbled upon it in the corner of my closet. Do you remember how I had saved it from the day … Continue reading Because I still lose to you, every day.

“We will be okay”

Happiness comes at a cost and Hope is dangerous. Hope is despising a lonely mind and Happiness is a dream for an aloof heart. “What’s with you?” I do not respond. “Are you okay?” it repeats. …and I snap. No, I am far from okay. Okay is a mask everyone purposely makes you wear. I … Continue reading “We will be okay”

I keep waking up to mornings which are barely cold.

​The coffee in the mug having dried down to a trickle, sticky, and I find myself slowly crouching out of the bed, cringing at the way our skins refuse to leave each other and I drag myself to the kitchen to make some coffee. Sometimes, when it aches to get out of bed and yet, … Continue reading I keep waking up to mornings which are barely cold.

“….I wonder if we had stayed for longer.”

​What if we never met? What if we never knew about each other’s existence? Would it be easier, then? What if, when we met, we took our time? What if we never rushed into things, just to open doors that still don’t close all the way? What if we never talked about our favorite shows … Continue reading “….I wonder if we had stayed for longer.”