Princess In Need

Princess In Need

‘What’s a princess without a prince?’ You ask me so casually, so easily Well, historically speaking, stronger, I say And you’d understand me, if your brain wasn’t so measly Yes, you and I grew up with the same stories Oh, a damsel in distress and a prince to rescue her But don’t you see, that’s where the stories end Alone she could have made her life better So let me repaint a canvas for you this…

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Boring

When I saw you, the world did not stand still. There was no music playing in the background. There were no gentle winds caressing your face. There were no heart-shaped balloons floating around you. Time did not move in slow motion. Everything was normal, ordinary. My coffee still tasted bitter, my hair still stuck to my lipgloss. But maybe because it was so normal, so everyday, my soul fell in…

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Rainbow

“Tell me about yourself, I want to know!” You ask me to describe myself not in words I reserve for an acquaintance or the man taking my interview But in words that paint my insides and colour my sky, my definitions of yellow, black, red and blue You want to know, not judge, and I believe that’s what opens my soul to your inspection And I find myself telling you about that one time I fell in a…

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The Definition

Love, my grandmother tells me, is the flower she sees every morning on her bedside table after granddad’s morning walk. She tells me it’s the toffee she hands out to the crying child at home. The view of her garden after a rain, and the perfect cup of tea made by my mother, is what love is. Love, she says, doesn’t conform to one person alone. Love, my father tells me, is the smile of my mother…

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“ummmmm ur bra strap is showing :/ ”

An Apology That Never Was.

I’m sorry. For feeling so much. For having these emotions that keep me up. For not really understanding you and your love. For being a liability instead of an asset. For having a polar view of what love is, actually. For annoying you by being clingy. For wasting your time. For disturbing you with my concern. For thinking you don’t care. For loving you in the only way I know how to.  For having…

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