I Write About Summer Like A Lost Love
I write about summer like a lost love
lament how it used to be
When I was young and carefree
Yearning For City Sounds
In fifth grade, I found out that we were officially moving to Long Island. Part of me eagerly anticipated living in a house with a staircase and a grassy backyard. Yet, I was also overcome with worry about leaving the only place I’ve known. I was 10 years-old when I was diagnosed with chronic heartburn due to stress.
An Inner Monologue Of Attempting To Exercise (And Failing Miserably)
Legs are kind of sore. Poor legs.
I’m tired.
Letting Go Of The Past That Haunts Us
Letting go may not be an easy process (I should know), but when we force ourselves to keep what does not serve us anymore, we start to feel stagnant and trapped. It falls on our shoulders like a heavy weight. Closure, which we often have to give to ourselves, is far out of reach.
Time Passes Away But Our Words Linger On
I have all our memories for safekeeping
I preserve our moments in writing;
they will not wither away with age,
they will be immortal.
I Want You To Stay
We were never meant to be a happy ending
We were fireworks on the Fourth of July,
always fated to beautifully explode.
This Is What It Means To Be A Strong Woman, Because It’s Not Just About Being Confident
You are a strong woman when you realize that in order to give to others, you need to first give to yourself.
To The Friends I Don’t See Anymore
to the friends I don’t see as much: we go in various directions; life picks at our threads, naturally. however, i still think of you all.
Why Spring Is Much Needed This Year
i never cared for march; for its dreary and blistery skies/for the way it teases our hearts just when spring is nearby/when spring is technically here, but not here.
27 Thoughts I’ve Had About Life By 27
While it’s human nature to crave approval, I know approval won’t always be granted. Try to swallow it down. Try not to chase it.