happy for you

I tried to publicly hate you, to quietly forget you and to aggressively erase every rose-coloured memory you gave me. I cursed your haunting name and wrote your initials on a blank paper, then burnt it in the dancing, dying flames, as I stood under the silver light of the becoming moon. I have forced … Continue reading happy for you

London, my beloved

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

melancholia.

it both chokes me and frees me, haunts me and inspires me, breaks me and heals me, leaves a bittersweet aftertaste in the corners of my mouth. the night holds my heart in the way you used to hold this damaged organ. i remember how you held my hand, unwillingly to let go, while strolling … Continue reading melancholia.

Naivety

I’ve been through much heartbreak, but still I love as deep as the Pacific waters I’ve been let down by more people than I can count, but still those people can always count on me I’ve been told so many lies, but I still believe there’s a truth in them They showed me all their ugly … Continue reading Naivety

The City Is Lonely

The city is lonely when you wake up on an empty day The city is lonely when you don’t get heartbroken once, but twice The city is lonely when you lose friends you just made The city is lonely when the weather is grey and there’s depression in the sky The city is lonely when … Continue reading The City Is Lonely