the wounded wound others

  Stars shining bright above you, night breezes seem to whisper, “I love you” Birds singing in the sycamore trees, dream a little dream of me The story about someone who slowly lose their trust because of a broken heart has always been so clichéd, but it is a cliché for a reason. It obviously could…

independent

At first, she felt weird, going back there after all those years. It felt surreal, seeing again the place where she used to spend so much time contemplating about the future — the ever so imaginative and curious kid she was — and about things that she presently doesn’t even remember. Things that she probably won’t…

temptation

“No, don’t go in, we have to get out of here!” That was the last thing that she screamed before she ran out. At first, I was just curious about what it was all about, what lay behind the closed door. But then, after I saw it, I didn’t want to leave. I knew the…

the art of a broken heart

“Wow, okay. Okay. This is – I’m sorry,” I said as I frantically search my purse for tissues to wipe the sudden flowing tears from my eyes. “No, no, no, don’t be.” You’ve always been so patient, even now. It’s one of the reasons I loved you so much. “It’s just that I did not…

trapped

She could hardly believe it. Her heartbeat quickened until her heart felt like bursting. Free. At last. After all these time planning, watching. She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air. She imagined the green of the grass. Above her, the night sky. Oh, how she’d longed for this moment. No dingy wards…

perspective

It’s funny, really. Most of the time, people would just rush through their showers to do more important things. But right now, a hot shower is just what he needed. With some jazz playing distinctly in the background, he tried to focus his mind on the feeling of hot water drizzling on his back. It reminded…

plans

As the wind breezed through her hair, she reflected on what she’s done in her life so far. At age 2 her biggest accomplishment was starting to walk. Age 6, she started primary school and got her first A in math. From there on lots of things occurred. Unimportant, nondescript things. Sure there were some things…

blurred lines

When black and white blurs into a jumble of confusing puddle. Arguing became pointless when you know it’s no longer a matter of right or wrong, but merely for the sake of being right. Black on white paper, dribbled with clear water. Crystal tainted, murky forever.

angina

A girl once loved a boy. Nobody could understand why. What do you see in him? people wonder. I don’t know why, I just do, after a moment of ponder. At first everything was good. Everything happened as if as it should.   But as day by day pass, distance started to grow. It started to…

cheesy cheetos puffs

“But why cheesy cheetos puffs?” you may thought. Well, the reason behind that title is because it’s currently my favorite snack. And also, because I’ve used “There’s a first for everything” for the first post on my previous blog (which was called idiosyncrasypensive. I know now it is grammatically wrong but, whatever since I won’t…