Tag Archives: smile

A Day With You

I love your name, I love your smile,

I simply love the way you are,

I can’t stare at you for too long because I’d probably fall into deep,

You speak with such softness, which makes me want to melt,

I think if we spent a day together, we’d eat McDonald’s soft serves all day,

We’d laugh as though we always knew each other, we may just even dance,

In the moonlight, you’d twirl me around,

My laughter nonchalantly chasing the wind,

It’s soft and gentle, and for the first time in a long time,

I feel at peace with myself.

Image

20130914-145838.jpg

I felt like I needed to breathe. You know just take in the air and feel carefree, even if it’s just for a few minutes. Just to clear your mind. Just to give you a moment of serenity. Peace of mind. Bliss. And I did just that today on my lunch break. And now I feel so blessed and grateful for everything I have. Ready to get on with my day. Ready to smile again.

“Do you fall in love often? Yes often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all.” — Jeanette Winterson (Gut Symmetries)

These days people are fixated with falling in love, but really it is the idea of falling in love that they are obsessed with. Words are powerful. If you learn to read between the lines, you’re not only encapsulated by the meaning within those words, but you also realise that they offer you new perspective. I love this quote because today I have realised that falling in love does not necessarily mean finding Mr. Right/’The One’/Tuxedo Mask/your ‘other half’ or whatever you wish to call them. Instead, falling in love, for me at least, means finding what it is your heart is searching for through the beauty hidden in this crazy world of ours. In my 21 years of existence, I have realised that I have fallen in love countless times, with not only people, but pets I’ve had through the years, beautifully crafted poetry, cute things, weird things, and most recently, myself.

Dear Mum

I write when I feel happy, I write when I feel sad,

I write at 1 am, and I write whenever I can,

In writing I find an escape, an escape that carries me through,

For you that don’t know me, I always like to smile,

A smile can be polite, a smile can capture serenity,

But for others it can hide the pain, of days you’d rather not say,

So then no one will ask that one dreaded question, “Are you ok?”

Does it really matter? Do you really care?

They say your mother knows you best, she gave you life and she brought you up,

But she also caused those salty tears streaming down your pretty face,

You look in the mirror, and ask yourself, when can I be gone?

Away from all this, you whisper in the night.

If I could just for one day fly freely and carelessly with the wind, I would,

Dear Mum, how many times do you look in the mirror? How many times can you feel what I feel?

Dear Mum, please know, there are many things I want to tell you,

Of happy moments and sad ones too, but somehow you make it hard,

When you criticise me, when you yell, you make me feel like I want nothing to do with you,

We are but two hearts, that have long lost their way.

Life is short

This looks like a page full of words, but every sentence is beautifully crafted with preciseness and meaning. So, read between the lines and you won’t get lost. 😉