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Currently a song I’ve been listening to a lot lately. I even added it to my ‘happy love’ playlist. A coincidence then that this is the...

Today I am simply moved by gratitude. By the distance between what once was and now is, and all the connecting steps which lead to here....

Regret is an activity I no longer have time for. Anger is something I can't be bothered with. I hope your hope vanishes with this...

I’m trying hard to hold back. We both agreed that playing games was something we both didn't like. But here I am, wondering if I’ve...

The girl I used to be comes rushing back. So many images and feelings. Who I used to be, the life I used to have, the things I loved, the...

NYC. The city that never sleeps they say. The city where the people don't slow down. Constant, on the go, loud. Who would I be in this...

Excerpt from a letter: ... Before we were a duo I was scared of being alone, and I still am. You filled my life and the emptiness is...

How often I pushed your nose away, or even went into the bedroom and closed the door after me. All to escape your incessant demands for...

Your video call before your weekend started. (I squealed like a teenage girl afterwards). Your face when I opened the door after we...

The simple pleasures of love, the things we missed in our loneliness. Hands to hold and smiles to share with secrets in our eyes. Moving...