I don’t know who I am

Someone asked me what my favourite colour was the other day. My first reaction was to respond with pink. But then I wondered if it was still pink. The more I thought about it, the more I realised that I don't know who I am. My Mum, if she was still with us, would tell [...]

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I didn’t quite, but I almost loved you

I didn't quite, but I almost loved you. When you drove me home at 2am and for the first time we talked to each other like we had something to say. That night as we sat on the sofa watching TV and I couldn't even look at you for fear that the magic between us [...]

Everything I ever wanted?

"You got it by the way. Everything you ever wanted. Absolutely everything you could imagine you could possibly ever want. What you spent nights crying about and days obsessing over. What you messaged your best friend about for weeks on end. The very things you would've given your life for. That you would've given up [...]

The things we leave behind

I feel like I have this awful habit of coming and going. Saying yes and then saying no. Changing my mind. Staying and leaving. Crying and smiling. Screaming and saying nothing at all. I'm pretty sure it drives the people around me insane. "I never want to speak to him again" I tell my best [...]

Eighteen

"For a minute there I thought you might be in love with me or something" You said staring at me with those wide eyes and questioning glance. And for a millisecond my heart was in my throat and I blinked twice thinking shit how am I going to get out of this one. And then [...]

Forget how life is supposed to be

Forget about all the deadlines. The early morning starts. The running for the bus. The homework due in. The nine to five. The rush rush rush. Forget about all the things you have to run around and do in the day just to end exactly where you started. Back. In. Bed. Forget about being who [...]

I wish I had met you seven years from now

I wish I had met you seven years from now. I wish I had met you when we weren't young and stupid and utterly obsessed with the drama of high school. My love for you was never the problem. You were never the question. It was the drama that surrounded us. It was the fact [...]