Jessie’s Girl

She was beautiful. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was breathtaking, curvy and had something in her that made my heart go badump. I combed my hair back with my fingers and stood up straight, my mind rambling to find the words to talk to her. Just then a familiar arm circled her waist, and when she turned around to face the guy, her smile gave me a heart attack. As if the universe wanted me to die right there. “Hey Ron!” Jessie called out to me. “This is Vivian. My girlfriend.” And then he kissed her.

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One of those nights

It was just one of those nights. Those nights when you’re tossing and turning and you’re not quite sure what you’re thinking about. Your eyes are droopy, your body relaxed, but you just can’t seem to go to sleep. But of course, for me, I was thinking about him. A million thoughts ran through my brain, all connected to the guy who never gave me a second or a reason to think of someone else. All I really wanted to do was sleep and avoid the eye bags that were threatening to add another kilo to my weight. But there […]

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Night before Valentines

‘Twas the night before Valentines, when all through the world, Every rose has been picked, every gift ribbon curled. The chocolates have been bought and every penny spent, every card filled with words half meant. Lonely hearts have made themselves known, in hopes that Cupid still has an arrow left to make them less alone. A lonely girl sat in the corner, in her hand was a long distance letter. Her eyes red, her cheeks puffy, With a nose all red and stuffy. It brought on memories of hurt, of hope and of love, all things she desperately tried to let go of. […]

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All My Favorite Words: Naive

It was our first big fight. You said the wrong thing, and I said some bad things too. We didn’t know each other well. We’ve only been in one other serious relationship before we met. We both were going into a battle where we were blind and deaf, both not knowing what makes the other tick. I exploded like a time bomb and you took cover, diving into trying to draw pity. It was just one wrong word. One misunderstood word. But the next thing we knew I was ignoring you, and your were flooding my phone with texts. We […]

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All My Favorite Words : Happenstance

  The first time we met. If I weren’t so hyper that day, I wouldn’t have gone into your room. If you weren’t in class that day, you wouldn’t have seen me. If I wasn’t so friendly and nosy I wouldn’t be friends with your friends. And if you weren’t so bold, you might not have come up to me to introduce yourself. But then the series of great and powerful things happened. I was hyper. You were in your room. I was friends with your friends. You were bold and confident. We shook hands. It would take years before […]

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I wasn’t supposed to..

I wasn’t supposed to wake up like this.I was supposed to wake up to shivers and longing for my blanket, my body splashed all over the bed. I was supposed to see the blinding light of the sun as it painted my room, since I once again forgot to close the curtain last night. I was supposed to wake up to an empty kitchen, void of anything healthy and warm. I was supposed to see empty pizza boxes and a million and one take out boxes and food that I didn’t recognise. I was supposed to open the TV and […]

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Blind date

I woke up with a heart ache and a massive pile of tear soaked tissues. Not the best way to wake up, but when your boyfriend got delayed in coming home again, crying all night can become a habit. Especially when you haven’t seen each other for more than a year. I remembered his pained face when he told me that his study contract had to be extended. He was graduating from his masters, and his professor made him stay two more months so my boyfriend could “tweak” his thesis. He was frustrated and homesick-just like me. He has always been […]

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Imagination

12am and I still can’t sleep. I imagine lying down beside you, your arms around me. I imagine you kissing my forehead while I close my eyes, your breath ticking my nose. You slowly lull me to sleep, making me smile all the while. But in the end it’s all just an imagination. In the end you’d still be ten feet below me, together with your slut of a mistress. Bloodied, and never meant to be found. Just like the knife with my prints on it. ——————– Scaredya didn’t I? (insert evil smile)

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The fed-up hopeless romantic’s letter

Dear boyfriend, You know how I feel about you.  You know how my eyes sparkle when I see you. You know how I can’t help but smile when you stare at me. You know how I get dizzy when you kiss me. You know how weak I get when you hug me. You know how I feel giddy every time you tell me you love me, and in return I can’t help but tell you how much I love you back. You know how I can’t help but melt whenever you’re around, even though I’m mad at you. How I can’t help but fall in love with you every moment. You know that I’d do anything you want in a heartbeat, no matter what the consequences would be. Even when I don’t want to do it, I do it anyway because I like seeing that smile on your face. God knows how I want you to always smile. And yet, all I’m asking from you is time to be with you, and you always have reasons not to do so. I have to demand it, like I’m at the lowest of your priorities. You like to take advantage of how I feel for you, in more […]

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Twelve in the morning

Jake Twelve in the morning and I was thinking about her. Again.  If my brothers knew about this, I was going to get a real butt kicking for thinking about a girl. But how couldn’t I? She had the smallest hands a sixteen year old could have, so fragile yet coarse. She has the same hands with my mom after she comes home from the restaurant, but smaller. When I kissed her hand, it was like nothing in the world made sense. I didn’t know how I lived without kissing her hand, a small part of her. She had cheeks […]

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