In an ideal universe, you’d be my soulmate

We come across a myriad of people in one lifetime. People who we are able to seamlessly intertwined with while others seem to fade into the periphery of our mind, almost forgotten but not quite yet. Some remain as regrets – as what if’s and as reminders of that hopefulness that exists in every one…

A Break Up

Yesterday, your face was at the back of my hand – it was like clockwork. Today. Your face vanished. I. We talked about the future with both our footprints in it but we forgot that footprints are easily washed away by the tides of time. Our love was supposed to be all abiding; now it is a vision…

You, me, toothpastes, what nots, and love.

I half-waited for us to start arguing about who was the asshole that kept squeezing the toothpaste from the middle up instead from the end. We never did have that argument. It turns out that we both prefer different brands of toothpaste – you like Sensodyne, and I, Colgate. I half-waited for us to start…

Why the Ex needs to be in the picture

It was a sunny day. We stayed back past school time and you talked to me about my pursuance of History – a major I eventually dropped in University. You were and perhaps still are the perfect fit – musician, photographer, reader, writer and all rolled into one – you were me in some ways…

London Boy

I dare say I missed you. That I have been missing you of late. I still remember your silhouette, how your neck is at an angle when you sleep, that there is pointlessness in me creeping around the room because you don’t seem to wake to sounds. We have not taken any pictures. You bought…