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Heels Over Head

I hate how I try so hard to prevent things from happening “the wrong way” just to end up hanging upside down, heels over head. Seconds ago I was head over heels. How does this happen? A two week intense romance, is just that. Intense. But I’m a romantic, and didn’t listen to the intensity too much. On our first date I felt pulled towards him. This stranger cloaked in shadow, hidden behind cigarette smoke. He was so different than the others. Tattoos on both arms, sunglasses on a cloudy Monday evening. He felt reckless. I’ve only felt that strong…

Christmas Eve in July

Last night I watched Love, Rosie. If you haven’t seen it, don’t bother, as it wasn’t anything special. But for every reason why it wasn’t special, that’s the reason why I went to bed last night feeling like tomorrow would be Christmas. The plot’s time span is about 20 years, in which you see two teenage friends who are secretly in love, grow up and lead separate lives, all the while checking in with what the other is doing. And just like every other chick flick, yes, Lily Collins and Sam Claflin do end up together. But that’s besides the…

When we’re in Dublin…

That phrase has been overused both out loud and put on endless loop inside my mind for the past couple of weeks. Currently I’ve spent almost 2 months in the purgatory of life: completing one project, and waiting for the beginning of the next one. Except that lately I just feel like I’ve been in a doctor’s waiting room. Waiting. There’s not much that I can do between graduation and moving on to Dublin. I can daydream, I can plan, I can apply for jobs and go through housing websites to look for apartments. But when it’s all said and…

The Salt Queen’s Labyrinth

The Salt Queen stood on the rocks, waiting. There where sea meets sky, a storm was brewing. The gray clouds were swirling and rolling closer. Her white dress blowing in the wind was reminiscent of an old sail, or a white flag. Behind her, time was frozen in the summer heat and the Aegean waves lazily lapped at the sandy beach. Off in the distance music blasted, and laughter ensued. The island knew not of the approaching storm, nor the meaning of change. It was a bubble of stagnancy, happy, but certainly monochromatic. Her thoughts swirled with the looming clouds…

Where Are You Now?

Baby don’t you cry I don’t have enough tears to carry us both Strength pushes us forward Love does not smother You are more than what I can offer To be free Even if it’s not with me Baby Daylight is near And I must disappear It tears me apart To break both our hearts Baby don’t lose me You will be found Baby don’t forget me I will remember you Baby don’t blame me I hope I did you right