Central Park

A sparrow perched itself on my table. It jumped towards me happily. It looked around, to the right and to the left and then called it's friends. A few more sparrows jumped onto my table. 

The first sparrow came closer to the plate that had my blueberry cake. The sparrow pecked at the cake. I didn't mind that as I wasn't going to eat the whole thing. 

I sat there amused, watching the first sparrow signal the others to eat, and they did. They had a small party with my blueberry cake. They looked very happy, chirpy in fact, satiated and alive.

Pink balloon

 In a bunch of balloons, I describe you as my pink balloon; softness, calmness, warmth. Pink makes me happy. You make me happy. 

Valentine's Day

 "Do you know the peace I feel when you hold my hand?"

"I might have a slight idea, but tell me"

"When I feel your hand in mine, I feel that it's my haven, my place of comfort and softness. I feel secure, being held tightly, that you're with me. I love how you lead and I follow". 

The Ocean

 Sometimes you're so thirsty, you think you could drink it all and still not be quenched. 

And then you realise that it's the ocean, salt water, and you're better off not drinking it at all. 

And that's a metaphor for love

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Help

 "I'm not coping today. Not very well. If I go missing come looking for me please"

Weekend

 I wish I could say it was a wonderful day, but it really wasn't. I didn't get to speak to anyone. I cooked my meals and ate alone. I cleaned my home and tended to my plants. I saw the sky and white clouds dance. I prepared for the week ahead and wrote in my book, which I know someday, when all has gone silent, will testify how fine the line is between alone time and loneliness.

My 'Heart'

 How can I stop thinking about what you did to me?

You are my Heart but you have taken it and crushed it. 

You didn't speak up for me, you didn't defend me. 

It is like you have forgotten all of the love I have for you. 

You have forgotten what unconditional love is. 

You have laid conditions.

Restrictions. 

You have a fear of being yourself. 

I have a fear that I have lost you. 

You don't care about me anymore. 

I will never stop caring about you. 

My heart is bruised and battered. 

But you are my Heart.