Chasing ghosts

Of the multiple lifetimes that I’ve endured, reality flirts between the beauty that I saw, and the ugly that I experienced. Sanity was relegated to an after thought when what I saw was a vision uniquely experienced by me. Too real to dismiss, but too fantastical to be believed. It’s the belief that I need…

It’s not always about you

The truth is, if you want to matter that much to someone else, shouldn’t they matter equally as much to you? If they do, and you find that they don’t have as much time for you as they used to, or are behaving differently to what you know them to be about, do you claim…

A silent betrayal

The betrayal of trust is not always due to blatant acts of dishonesty. Most often, it’s the silence or the restraint from a loved one when their words or their embrace is most needed. It’s the shrug when we reach out to them or offer them support, or the deliberate obliviousness when we express our…

Thus, is love lost

In affection, we focus on our beauty In rejection, we focus on our deficiencies Perhaps that’s why the world is so harsh Too many are waiting for their deficiencies to be accepted before they share their beauty Or need their grievances with one to be compensated before they accept the beauty of another. Each time…

Dancing with destiny

A snippet of a thought from the sequel to my novel, An Incomplete Love Story. We’re living in such uncertain times, and the uncertainty seems to be seeping into my thought processes. “Whether we were cut from the same cloth before time began, or we were shaped by life to be perfectly matched, it doesn’t…

The balance of happiness

Without meaning to, life can become a trading exercise in which we give something with the expectation of receiving something else in return. That’s when it gets complicated. When the assumptions of one or both becomes entangled in the belief that happiness lies in a like-for-like exchange of sentiment or gifts, or perhaps effort. Sometimes,…