When you start to feel like things should have been better this year, remember the mountains and valleys that got you here. They are not accidents, and those moments weren't in vain. You are not the same. You have grown and you are growing. You are breathing, you are living, you are wrapped in endless, … Continue reading 2016 in Review
How do we measure loss? Do we measure the time that they have gone, the way once we measured their birthdays? Do we calculate the times when it gets too hard to breathe or quantify the hollowness between each heartbeat? We don't talk about death. It isn't the morbidity of death itself, but the rawest and … Continue reading The Passing
As I sat on the worn-out seats at the airport waiting for my flight, the feeling of nostalgia slowly creeps in. Coming back always feels like entering into a time wrap. Nothing seems to change but it does. I love this town, before it becomes a city; before the timed traffic lights, new establishments, high … Continue reading This is Home
I don’t know you well, but I lost you anyway. I lost you on the way from Zadar, three years ago. After I received the unexpected notification, I remembered looking out of the van down the scenic road, and nothing much after. It was as though as I ate an ice cream too fast, except … Continue reading I Lost You in Croatia
I don’t understand the things you did, But I wished you know, I loved you nevertheless I can’t take your tiredness away, But with every dish I scrubbed, I wanted to ease your burden I can’t take your anger away, But with every floor I mopped, I showed you I cared I can’t take your bitterness … Continue reading Closure
This could be our story two independent souls resonating at the same frequency Let me show you how our hands fit and how curves of our bodies match like perfect puzzle pieces Let me be your flame warm your world with joyful smiles and your ears with bubbly laughter Let me be your harbour a … Continue reading Let Me Love You
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I haven’t been writing lately. Writing was a way for me to let go; to ink away piece by piece the memories that I cling on to, until there is nothing left to weigh me down. And in this space I call my own, I have always been writing about myself and little about anyone … Continue reading 25