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”
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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”
Diary of a Real Peter Pan Man
TW: infidelity, emotional abuse, mental illness & religious trauma. This is a work of fiction largely inspired by Diary of an Oxygen Thief (2006). Thus, any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. If you know this book, you know it is severely messed up. So please do notContinue reading “Diary of a Real Peter Pan Man”
Half Moon
As I cast my eyes on the sky, searching for that soft and familiar glow of the moon, I sighed a breath of relief. I fondly recalled feelings of marvel in my admiration of the stars. Like a small heartbeat of hope, my chest longed for the same physical nostalgia of dreaming about the future…Continue reading “Half Moon”
Feats and Defeats, Distractions and Delights
It has been quite the feat to scale the tall walls of my waking. Each time I suffer a relapse into unwanted memoirs of misery, my breath shortens its cadence, and my heartbeat runs afar. In my distress, I send desperate prayers to God, begging Him to relieve me of this cup. But the reliefContinue reading “Feats and Defeats, Distractions and Delights”
Lover Girl
We’ve travelled another year around the sun, and now we’re here. It’s Valentine’s Day. Just another day of bittersweet feelings. Seeing love and loving that love for others, but painfully remembering that you don’t have it. Funnily enough, you had someone to share life with last year, yet today is the second Valentine’s Day inContinue reading “Lover Girl”
First
It’s a little strange reflecting on firsts, When thinking about lost seconds, With the boy that came before the third. My mind goes through the broken promises; The unrealised dreams, big and small; And the small lies that turned into great whites. I wish I could say the secrets weren’t a first—That they didn’t turnContinue reading “First”
Satisfied
Act I Look around, look around, Would it be enough to know That you are alive right now? Please look around, look around At how lucky we are, it’s true, To be alive right now. Is it enough, or do we yearn For more than we have earned In a ceaseless, endless chase? Are youContinue reading “Satisfied”
Shared Name
I first met you in a karaoke room that was too big for our group, and under different circumstances. You sang Olivia Rodrigo’s drivers license, exuding this kind of passion and fullness; so much so that I wondered what you’ve had to go through to express that sense of nostalgia and heartbreak. At the time,Continue reading “Shared Name”
Okay
Four weeks Four weeks ago, if you asked me how I felt, I could not provide an answer. I received an onslaught of messages, each time reminding me that I was not okay. And there were tears every time I opened my phone. Among the rage and the apathy, I was overcome by an unconscionableContinue reading “Okay”
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