Many conversations on the topic of love with those who denounce it as if they've resisted its pull and beaten it down or are somehow above it but it's a form of denial because they do not want to admit that love has in fact beaten them left them battered and bruised with such severe … Continue reading In love in denial
Love letter to my body
I sat in the semi-crowded train a few days ago, oblivious to the people around me, trying to send a text before we went underground. Text message sent, still above ground, I looked up and realized that people were staring in my direction. I looked down, and I saw my cleavage. Feeling a bit of discomfort … Continue reading Love letter to my body
Confined: solitary safety
Time passes as the rusting armor encasing me, protecting my wounded heart, shields us from storms. Its lock impenetrable. Then... You, a surprise. Your words earn the key. Your smile turns the lock. Your love is a light that cloaks me in warmth. But in time your light begins to blind me. The temperature rises … Continue reading Confined: solitary safety
If you’ve never failed, you’ve never lived… [video]
An interesting note about life: even when you know something wasn't right for you, it's difficult to accept it didn't work out if it let you go instead of the other way around. I've had many such moments in the last few years, most recently last week. As I think about the latest installment of … Continue reading If you’ve never failed, you’ve never lived…
365 Days
How do you measure a year in the life?" ~Seasons of Love from the musical Rent 365 days since my mind shifted, since the need for something different became more important than security. 365 days since I prepared to say goodbye to the life I knew, to the people I loved, to the routine of my … Continue reading 365 Days
Confusion
I am lost, left wandering in this unfamiliar place wondering if I will ever fit in. But must I fit in if I am made to be me, to stand out? This indecision, this confusion they are overwhelming me; attacking my soul, taking over my spirit, creating a me I don't want to be. The … Continue reading Confusion
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