Ghosts Over Tea
GHOSTS OVER TEA – a poem
GHOSTS OVER TEA – a poem
There comes a point when you have to act like the person who left you will never come back. It’s essential to accept it in order to seek healing. But at some point, you must also ask yourself that if they do return, whether you’ll take them back. That’ll tell…
RECUPERATE – For the ones dealing with long-buried memories and healing from old wounds
Getting older has me reevaluating what it means to care and thus, how closure looks It doesn’t have to be clean.
I’m surrounded by question marks, in the shape of expensive gifts from you. I’ve discarded the funny, the cheesy, the lighthearted lines like you’ve done our laughs. But what about the Parisian box of songs? La vie en rose may as well be a life of thorns. I don’t like…
I met people I had ghosted. I was contacted by those who ghosted me. Maybe all ghosts bear gifts.
I read an article complaining about the things girls do on dates. So I put up a reality check for men who date. Based on true experiences.