Somehow, his love was never enough. Then she learnt to love herself. She was her first true love.
Tag: Finding oneself
Today’s Tiny Tale: Birthday Eve Thoughts
I may not be what the past I expected. I may not be what the future I will be. But in this moment, I am happy.
Dream Awake
It's easy to dream Especially when you're sleeping. It's easy because Nobody's peeking. It's easy to let Your guard down, When even you have no control To give the dream a frown. It's easy So we do it. Not once, not twice, As many times as it may hit. What's difficult is To dream awake. [...]
Like No One’s Looking
I was always so concerned With what others thought That I forgot About myself. What a shame that was! I was always so restricted With how I conducted myself That I forgot About breathing. What a shame that was! I was always trying to be one With the person I should be That I forgot [...]
What are You Made of?
Let me ask you, If I may, If you can take it, What are you made of? Not the scientific answer, Not the philosophic dream, But at your very core, What are you made of? Not what Mommy said, Not what Daddy trained, But what was always there, What are you made of? Not who [...]
What You Deserve
Have you seen yourself in the mirror? Have you seen yourself in others' eyes? Have you seen yourself in the dark? So then you know. Is this what you deserve? Have you heard yourself alone? Have you heard yourself in a crowd? Have you heard yourself in your head? So then you know. Is this [...]
Free
Ever really felt, Like truly, truly felt What it is to be free? Free of responsibility, Free of tomorrow, Free of free? To not think twice Before you speak or do, After you speak and do? To be assured In what you have, In what will be? If never, ever in your life, If not [...]
You are the Reason
You might not knowBut you are the reasonWhy I amThe way I am. Not all of meBut you are the reasonFor a part of meWhich will always stay with me. It's not all goodBut you are the reasonWhy some thingsStayed far from becoming bad things. It's certainly not badBut you are the reasonWhen I got [...]
When Writers Bleed
More often than not,Writers bleed.They bleed like hell.They bleed like it's the end of the world.At least, all the good ones do. More often than not,It's courtesy their heart.Hearts more sensitive than others',Hearts they have no control over.At least, that's what they say. More often than not,Writers recover also quickly.It's not like they have another [...]
Clipping My Wings
Scissors in hand,Smirk on face,Slithering thoughts in mind,I see you coming,Wanting to clip my wings.Distinguished in power,Distinct in person,Diplomatic in nature,I see you coming,Wanting to clip my wings.At a time least expected,At a place deemed safest,At a mannerism applauded,I see you coming,Wanting to clip my wings.But I don't make a sound,But I don't blink an [...]
An Author You'll Remember 