Love does not arrive in a neat package with instructions and a warranty. It tends to show up like a…
I do not arrive fully formed. I am summoned by mood, shaped by timing, and coloured by whatever version of…
They sold us a picture in glossy disguise,A life neatly wrapped with a bow on the side,Where nothing is lost…
There is a strange little lie we all live with. Not the big dramatic kind that makes headlines or family…
There’s a curious chill when you start to rise,A quiet shift in the way they speak your name,Smiles that once…
We drown the quiet in a flood of noiseConvince ourselves it's simply how we copeWe scroll and chatter, juggling shiny…
There was a time when the loudest notification in our lives was the crack of a twig under a wandering…
They sit at the table, still fill up the room,Their coat on the hook, their mug on the chair,We talk…
Here is the quiet truth about regret. It does not knock politely. It barges in unannounced, usually late at night,…
Kindness carries weight most never see,It drags through days already bent and sore,When biting back feels easier than more,Yet still…