Jaimee

Men Loving Women Is My Favourite Trope

Romance novels are bestsellers for a reason. They offer an escape, an immersion into lives far removed from our own. There are so many tropes found in romance novels that it’s hard to keep track. From childhood sweethearts, and golden retriever boy and black cat girl, to fake relationships, and enemies to lovers, there isContinue reading “Men Loving Women Is My Favourite Trope”

(Not) sorry, I don’t date cowards

Sometimes I struggle to offer gentle words When bitter repeat offences occur, But then I recall Jesus also flipped tables In the temples, causing quite a stir. We turn the other cheek in the face of adversity, It’s loving rebuke we’re never taught well, You avoided what was necessary for repair, Blaming me for makingContinue reading “(Not) sorry, I don’t date cowards”

Funny Fever Dreams and 1AM Night Skies

It’s not every day you get to turn funny fever-dream-filled conversations into little joyrides down to the waterside. I’m not even sure what came over me in the moments leading up to the absurd exchanges of lame wit and nonsensical trains of thought. Methinks I was trying really hard to avoid a low that hadContinue reading “Funny Fever Dreams and 1AM Night Skies”

Stray Thoughts and Broken Dreams

As I searched through the mountain of untouched memos in my phone for writing inspiration, I came across a note from a very long time ago. It was titled, ‘Feelings to sort through later’. And I am sad to be reminded about how long I suffered. I suppose it is the birthright of people likeContinue reading “Stray Thoughts and Broken Dreams”

I Lied To Your Mum

I didn’t mean to lie to your mum. The words had come out without much thought going into them. I wanted the words to be true. And maybe for a time, they were. But not when they had left my mouth. As the words escaped, something in my head clicked. It was an immediate responseContinue reading “I Lied To Your Mum”

A Milk Carton Is All It Is

This morning, I unwittingly stumbled across an old memoir of mine. It was somewhat of an absurd attachment, yet it still held considerable significance in my eyes. Looking at it stirred a range of feelings within me. I remember the warmth, the tongue-in-cheek humour, and the thoughtfulness this milk carton once conveyed. You heard right.Continue reading “A Milk Carton Is All It Is”

I Thought I Was Crazy

This morning, memories of a bygone era popped up on my phone: a notification from Daylio. It read: New Memories 1 year ago A year. Only a year, yet it yawns like a chasm between then and now. The photo, him. A little ways off in the distance, walking down the track. We had goneContinue reading “I Thought I Was Crazy”

The Unloved Woman

I’ve lived a life of insignificance for quite some time now. All my efforts have amounted to very little in my career, relationships, and many other areas of my life. I’ve dealt with so much disappointment and heartache, often ending with me wondering whether I’m doing the right things. Every door I’ve reached for hasContinue reading “The Unloved Woman”

Eyes Glued to the Floor

Isn’t it a curious thing How our habits form worldviews And change the very way We move through all the days? When I was young, My head nary looked ahead, Eyes glued to the floor, Downtrodden and defeated. Like a clockwork routine, My gaze falls upon the ground On which I steadily stand And searchesContinue reading “Eyes Glued to the Floor”

Autumn is for the lovers and dreamers

Yesterday’s date used to mean something to me. But now, it’s just another day in April that my phone has reminded me about. I spent the majority of it on my own with small things I did to distract myself from past disappointments. I thought I was diligent enough to get rid of such reminders,Continue reading “Autumn is for the lovers and dreamers”