Never Alone.

He awoke to the sound of her crying,

sleep deprived he took her in his arms.

He whispered rhymes and promised he was trying,

but it was all in fain, a baby needed a mother.


He was exhausted and close to tears,

this is not how he’d expected his days to be.

Losing his little girl was the biggest of his fears,

and he didn’t know what to do.


And as she finally settled down and looked him in the eye,

he saw that he wasn’t alone.

Though he was a single father, his wife’s memory will never die,

all he’d have to do was look for her in his babies smile.

Happy and After.

She was a lost girl wandering around.
And he was a sad boy with a rough attitude.
They’ve stumbled a little too often before they saw each other from across the vacant ground.
When their eyes caught each other, in that moment, they found fortitude.

For years together, they held on tight,
and fought off all that came their way.
the tighter they held the more inevitable it became, the big fight,
after what seemed to be an eternity of togetherness, they’d swayed away.

She shed tears and he got wasted,
words exchanged and hearts smashed.
All these memories, in their soul was pasted,
and all in a moment a decade flashed.

Now seeing him again in that same vacant ground,
they both wondered if this was destiny’s game.
A look later, both of them found,
time had dissolved, words returned, nothing but unyielding love remained and all was the same.

The Versatile Blogger Award.

Thank You for the nomination!
Everyone go check out her blog. It’s amazing!

*Thank the person who nominated you and include a link to their blog.
*Nominate at least 15 blogs of your choice

*Link your nominees and let them know about the nomination. (I didn’t do this, but I let everyone know)
*Share 7 facts about yourself :

1) I have major trust issues.
2) I absolutely adore One Direction and it broke my heart when Zayn left, though I’m coming to terms with it.
3) I am terrified of the concept of love.
4) Music and my blog are my two forms of escapism from the real world.
5) I used to be a push over and always put others in front of myself even when I really didn’t want to.
6) I don’t get dreams so I make up for that but day dreaming.
7) This blog really means a lot to me and I’m grateful for anyone who reads it.

I would like to nominate the following people :

Thanks again for the nomination! And all my followers for their support. ūüôā

Here I come.

I’m both relieved and terrified that 2016 has come to an end.

I’ve lost a lot of people this year, but I’ve also realized that there are¬† few people who will never leave me.

I’ve been in love, gotten my heart-broken, tried and failed to move on and successfully moved on.

And to think that all of this has happened to me in just a year, has reminded me of how life passes us by.

I’ve never been big on New Years Resolutions, mostly because I never carry out any of them.

So, this year I’m not making any. Instead I’m promising myself, to enjoy life and all it has to offer. Even if that means doing stupid things, like eating a whole pizza then be sick for the rest of the weekend.

I don’t expect that this year is going to be any different from any other.

There will be obstacles in my way.

But there will also be opportunities.

I refuse to be pushed around and used. I’m my own person. And I like myself just the way I am.

And I am not going to change myself to please others.

So, here’s to a Brand New Year.





The One to Someone.

I’ve moved on.

I know this, because now when people mention your name I don’t immediately crumble into a pile of tears. And I don’t spend all my time conjuring up scenarios of us that will never happen in a million years.

But recently, I was telling a friend of mine that she should move on from her ex, but she left me baffled by asking me ‘Isn’t there a part of you that still thinks you guys may end up together?’

That’s something I’ve never thought about. But I did.

Yes, at a certain point in my life, I could’ve sworn that you were the one. That if there was a ever a person with whom I could’ve pictured spending eternity with, I would’ve said your name without thinking about it.

Because you were everything that I wanted in the person I wanted to call mine.

But you’ve changed, from the one you’ve gone to just someone.

I don’t know what the future holds.

Maybe you will miraculously turn into my Prince Charming.

But as of now. We’re friends, acquaintances. And that’s good enough.


People change.

I’m not the same person I was a year ago.

And I won’t be the exact same a year from now. I know this.

But sometimes the suddenness of change,  surprises me.

It baffles me how someone can be one of your closest friends, whom you think you can trust with just about anything,  and a month later they despise you with a hatred of a thousand venomous snakes.

How can someone declare their love for you one moment, ¬†and the next say that you’re better off being friends?

How can life seem so uncomplicated, then turn upside down, leaving you flat on your face?

I know change is the only constant in life.

But it still scares me.

Right this moment, ¬†I wouldn’t say my life is perfect, ¬†but for the first time in a long time, ¬†I’m content with myself.

Even though I have plenty of things to make me want to run away screaming, I’m satisfied with what I have.

I can handle change, ¬†but I’m terrified of becoming the lonely, ¬†depressed person I used to be.

Has anyone else ever felt this way?



I was watching ‘The Fault In Our Stars’, and right about the point where Hazel Grace says ‘ Funerals are not for the dead, they’re for the living.’

And that’s when I realized.

We’re all focused on what happens to us, we never stop to think how it’ll affect those around us.

We go through the journey that is life, thinking that it’s purpose is finding out how we end up.

But it’s about the effect we have on people.

If we ever get the chance to make some one’s life for the better, then isn’t that something that makes the life we’ve lead worth something?

Doesn’t that give our life a sense of purpose?

Obviously we need to put ourselves first too.

But what is life, if it’s all about you?

Unintentionally Hurt You.

I’ve been blinded by love before,

but now I can see.

The love that I’d felt through my core,

someone else had felt the same about me.

I’d been so fixated on you hurting me that I lost my way,

and I stumbled to find a light.

But I’d hurt another who loved me, I see that today,

he loved me, I loved you and it all ended in a fight.

We’re all so fixated on what we’ve lost,

we lose track of what we have.

I hurt him, the same way you hurt me, I guess that was my oversights cost,

now I’m in pieces and so is he who loved me, in the end we’re all end but halved.



Done and Dusted.

I’m done.

I’m done making excuses for you.

I’m done holding onto the hope that you might change.

I miss the memory of us more than I do you.

And that’s how I know I’m ready to open the next chapter of my life.

You didn’t love me.

And you will never know how to love me when you’re  sober.

So my love, I’m done with us.

You gave up and now I’m gone.

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