A rant on pockets.

Fundamental question coming up! Be pre-warned that this has nothing to do with feminism or being a snob. How many of you men have been shopping with women – your friends, sister, girlfriend, mother or to purchase gifts for your friend’s female friends? Whether you have or haven’t, not many of you must have noticedContinue reading “A rant on pockets.”

Scarred.

I scared you. The knowledge I had of you, scared you. I became the personal diary you never wrote. You could see the ghosts of your past reflected in my eyes, each time you looked into them. I became a reminder of what you were trying to forget. My comfort with you, scared you. YouContinue reading “Scarred.”

Don’t let me go.

You make my days seem like ages, and my hours seem like minutes. You flirt all you want, but I sense the pain in your heart. You are charming and maybe truly my lucky charm. You make my worries vanish, and my lips smile to the fullest. You are a rarity, both literally and rhetorically.Continue reading “Don’t let me go.”

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started