you’re my person

Dear best friend,

The first memory I have of us is pretty darn random. It’s me you and this other girl standing in a single file in first grade. We’re arguing about whose turn it is to stand in front because we were all the same height (at the time ugh).

The second most prominent memory I have is of me getting chased by your dog in your apartment. That was a traumatic experience, but I somehow ended up staying over for 3 days. I wore your clothes and shared your bed, and apparently we  took bath together.

Weird yeah, but these are the memories that stay with you forever. Continue reading “you’re my person”

It’s You

It’s a party and people are getting drunk and high all at once. There are clouds of smoke in every room, drunken teenage boys trying to feel you up as you walk and strobe lights blinking down. The music is blaring and my friends are having the time of their lives. But I’m not. I’m looking for you.

It’s a party and there’s vodka and tequila everywhere. A couple is making out on the snooker table, someone is getting beat up and drinks are being downed. It’s a mess but my friends seem to love it. Not that I don’t wanna lose control of my mind completely by getting drunk. Its just that if I lose control of my mind, I lose the image of you which is keeping me alive and alert in this mess. Continue reading “It’s You”

Girl At Home

She saw him coming towards her and for a second she was confused. She looked around but his girlfriend was nowhere in sight. She looked back at him and all of a sudden, he was close enough for her to touch. He smiled sheepishly at her and she realized what was happening much too late. Just as she was planning how to run away he touched her arm.

“Hey there,” he said flirtatiously.

She looked at him and then back in her locker. “Go away. Isn’t your girlfriend waiting?” she said, a little too harshly. Continue reading “Girl At Home”

Make Me Believe

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You were in college, working part time at a cafe. A blue-eyed, small town boy with big ambitions and the determination to never look back. I was a flight risk, afraid of the slightest discomfort, the smallest fights and a huge fear of falling. I always wondered why anyone ever bothered with love if it never lasted.Inline image 1
Continue reading “Make Me Believe”

always remember…

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You don’t ever have to love someone enough for the both of you. Love needs to be shared. One person cannot love for two, while the other feels no love at all.

That’s cheating in the most simplest and basic of ways.

Don’t you ever love someone that much. It only destroys you.

~going back to my perfect reverie


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The season of firsts. The first cherry blossom, first blooming buds, first light showers of rain, and for me and you, the first page.

The season of beginning. Beginning of new life, new year and for me and you, the beginning of a new story. Continue reading “SEASONS”

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