Heart-Broken

I remember a little framed quote that I always used to keep at my desk. It read “If your heart was really broken, you would die.” It was a constant reminder to my no-nonsense cynical self that a heartbreak was not that painful. Heartbroken to me was nothing but a theatrical misconception that a stoned … Continue reading Heart-Broken

The Honeymoon Phase

He can’t possibly break my heart. Staring at uninterrupted nothings and smiling, just because. Sweet-nothings, pounding anticipation and impulsive blushes. Waking up to a text from you and sleeping to the sound of your voice. Racing heartbeats and occasional hand-holding. I am going to pretend that I like superhero movies. I love being around you, … Continue reading The Honeymoon Phase

Bittersweet

Sometimes I wonder if there is any way to explain this at all. Long after stars gave way to overpowering sunlight, a hot sunny afternoon. There is nothing whimsical; sweaty palms and nervous small talk about nothing. No arms around my waist or foot-popping, but just pounding anticipation. As you drew me closer, my heart … Continue reading Bittersweet