Sincerely, Future Me

Dear 6-year-old me, There are a lot of things I want to tell you. Many of which will make you confused, slightly shocked, and reassured. You are small with big dreams that do not make sense to anyone else except for you. I wish I still had your energy, optimism, and charming innocence. Sure, you …

Rewriting Fantasy

Over and over you had me making revisions Until you were the protagonist of the story The hero, The Romeo, The Prince, And my king I have spent too many nights rewriting you As the savior, the white knight A story I didn’t know how to write sober Few glasses of wine, I turned you …

December Ruins and Newly Built Skies

You created a mural from the pieces of my wasted time Tracing back the history before the one they rewritten for me Revised their stories where I was the villain laying on her wreckage Thank you for growing flowers through the cracks on the concrete Allowing me to rebuild this sanctuary Sweeping the rubble from …

Even In This Stillness Life Goes On (Happy Birthday)

“Streets erased of footprints I lie here, fallen to the ground. Time goes by on its own without a single apology” (Life Goes On, BTS) Saying 2020 is a shit show would be an understatement. January gave us hope that maybe the next few months would bless us yet here we are in November, wondering where …

He Told Me He Was Old School

When a man tells you that he is an “old-school” kind of lover He is not a dapper ready to sweep you off of your feet He is no gentleman with manners or good-intentions Careful darlings, these old school lovers think in black and white Our new world is too colourful for them to handle …

I keep forgetting I’m only 25

Last night, all I did was stare at the ceiling. It was a moment of reflection and existential panic. It felt like the room was filled with every worry my anxiety can create. Leaking through the cracks on the wall, I felt it slowly suffocating me. My ears tried to drown in the noise of …

You Remind Me Of The Type

Trust me, I know the type I kept his memories inside a luggage Along with his old jacket and deleted texts When I saw that smile, I knew He reeked of cigarettes and cheap cologne Strutting around disguising unwanted advances As harmless flirtation Tricking you into banter and secrets Hiding behind charming smiles And welcoming …

Stuck Inside, Stuck In My Mind

Everything feels heavy My steps continue to drag across the floor Too tired to get up Too tired to walk and run But where else can I go? The only places I’ve been Are the kitchen and the bedroom Yet it feels like I’ve spent hours Traveling to and from the stairs It could be …