Thursday, 27 February 2025

Tea leaves



Wait with me until I've finished my tea and read the tea leaves, to see what they say about you and me. 

Monday, 24 February 2025

Buried


 I bury the memory of you. You were my one love, my ever after, my hand to hold. My person I was meant to grow old with. Nobody left me ever, like you did. I still cannot comprehend it sometimes but I know this... 

That you are never coming back and that will be my forever pain. 

I don't think I can trust again. I don't want my heart broken again. I don't want to open up again. 

You were meant to stay, to stay loyal and be mine. Did you notice my anguish, my hurt, my tears?

Did you notice how broken I was, am?

Forgotten


 And then will come the day when this particular date won't matter to me anymore. Just like it didn't matter to you.

Cafe


 I really do wonder if I truly do love to drink coffee. Do I? I'm actually a person who loves tea but I'll order a coffee when out. Is it that I love delectable coffee shops, their ambiance and vibe? Is it that I love to observe, the people inside, their faces, especially their smiles? I will wait for my cup in anticipation, wanting to see the coffee art that will appear on top. Did the barista make a perfect heart? I'll order a fancy cake as a side piece. I'll savour both slowly, slower than my usual pace. I'm not hurried or worried. I don't need to be anywhere because I've deliberately taken time to be here. It's a sensory experience. A savoured one. 

Sunday, 23 February 2025

Heart


 I hide him cryptically so there are no questions. 

And you're right, as I've said before, he's always there. 

And my heart knows no bounds as he resides in these walls

Friday, 21 February 2025

I missed you


 "No. Tell me that you missed me first".

"I missed you".

(And she hoped with her dear, sweet heart that his words were true just as much as she had missed him and deep as her 'I love you's).

Wednesday, 19 February 2025

Quiet


 I'm quiet because sometimes I'm too loud.

I'm too hyper and I feel I'm overly disturbing you. 

So I go quiet, to give myself space and to quieten my mind. To stop the active noise and notice other things around me. 

I know you wait for me. 

I know you wonder why I'm quiet. 

Just know that I need time, and when I'm comfortable again, I'll talk to you. 

Mine

These words that I pen are not about you.