I wrote this for you – This Labyrinth I Roam

Mid-day Cravings

I want to rummage through stacks of memories with you. Memories we have collected all our lives before each other. Dusty, mouldy bundles that rattle with the sound of all the skeletons in our closets. I want to lay them out and match them with the most similar looking ones in yours. I want us…

Goodbye 2012.

Can’t wait to get up to all sorts of mischief in 2013

Baby Pea

When we were young, the little Pea didn’t want to go to university because all sorts of crazy shit happened there. For one, college made you clumsy – there you would be, walking without a care in the world, a couple of books in hand and before you know it, you’d trip. THIS HAD TO…

The other side of goodbye

Either I only truly get attached to people who stay or … well, what else can it be? Like a web, I’ve built a solid foundation from which I jump from place to place knowing that even when I fall, I can drag myself back because of that strand that binds me to my architectural masterpiece. This,…

You.

I miss having a boy to call my friend. I blame you. If you hadn’t captured my imagination like you promised you would, perhaps on lonely nights such as these, I would just curl up, read a book and fall asleep. But my hair itches for your fingers to run through them. My ears miss…