me & my friends we had pasta for breakfast & chocolate for dinner. we got lost in the alleys & got drunk on sparkling water. we made husbands out of strangers & a house out of dreams. we chased the lights of the city & fell in love with the london breeze. our feet led … Continue reading me & my friends
My hands are impatient. They want to write out my thoughts in words and metaphors. But my mind is still hesitant. Because, why would I want to reminisce about all the hardship, all the pain that I’ve suffered from this year? For closure, my heart whispers. I need to write it off my mind. I … Continue reading Oh, what a year…
Maybe I’ll pack all my things and I move there tomorrowStart a new life, take the train and change my nameI did it before and I would do it once againThey called me out, but they didn’t understand So, here’s to the lost dreamsHere’s to the wandering heartsHere’s to the meant to be’s, that didn’t … Continue reading Here’s to the lost dreams
The melody of the city Oh London, I was dreaming about you again. I woke up disoriented, homesick for your foreign magic, your crowded streets and your Victorian architecture. Yearning for your bittersweet taste & the sweet, cool smell of your early mornings. I’m craving for your sights to touch my eyes again. I want … Continue reading London, my beloved
I opened up in the midst of the hurricane, hoping that you could help me stitching up the wounds, that were souvenirs from the battles I fought against my own flesh, blood, bones and nerves. I thought maybe this time I was right to believe the weather forecast, even though I’ve always been a sceptic. … Continue reading ‘you’re naive’ – ‘i know’
I didn’t realise how far gone I was, how I lost myself, until I found little pieces of myself back again in places I hadn’t been for a long time. I found parts in the mirror on my wardrobe, in lyrics of the songs that I once wrote, in the laughter of my family and … Continue reading L.o.s.t.m.y.s.e.l.f.
There is no magical land I used to romanticize this place in my head, for years. Ever since I was 12 years old I was dying to move to this amazing pastel-colored city that never sleeps. But although the skylines are brighter, the people are more authentic, the food tastes nicer and the culture is … Continue reading Things I’ve Learned While Living Abroad