You can fall in love with her, or you can love her Just a matter of shifting and adding a word or two in.Two extremely different phrases. The first is laced with a bit (or a lot) of fear. That there may be someone else out there who is better for him. That with falling in, … Continue reading Choose love, over and over →

Commit to being a part of his life on the daily "Out of all the fishes in the sea? The only fish I want is you." Set in our modern time where dating is fleeting and elusive? He will be a commitment on the constant. There will be no hesitating, second-guessing, contingency plan. He will … Continue reading Be the person you seek to be with →

In every conversation and every exchange, words are telling. Thoughts swirl and slowly they form into words, sentences and sometimes? Even things said in jest holds hints of truth. And I am hurting.  Hurting from the realisation that maybe, just maybe those niggling doubts at the back of my mind might have sunk in deep … Continue reading Starting over →

It reared it's ugly head with it's beady eyes and scaly neck and I was helpless as I was locked in an eye to eye stare-down. I couldn't help but choke back on the ball of nerves that was eating into me from inside out. "Appreciate everything in the now, accept what you can't change" was what … Continue reading Love when it hurts  →

Many say they want love. But do they know what love is? Can you tag a label to love and dub it thus? The past couple of years had me revising what love meant to be. From deeming it undefinable to attempting to pin it down to something tangible and describable. I used to believe … Continue reading The art of love →

"The only real dating advice is self improvement. Everything else is a distraction, a futile battle in the grey area, a prolonged ego trip. Because, yes, with the right tools and performance, you may be able to con somebody into sleeping with you, dating you, even marrying you. But you will have won the battle … Continue reading The secret is that there is no secret →

If I chose to stay, he would not have been the one hurting me. I would have been hurting me. It is scary to confront these situations because once we see 'em for what they really are, we have to accept that reality. That reality might very well mean walking away, even if we don't … Continue reading Reality Comes A-Knocking →

It comes like the waves hits the shore. One by one, sometimes big, sometimes small. Sometimes these memories comes to me in the middle of the day. Sometimes, it sneaks up on me in the middle of the night. I see you in the blue skies as I remember looking up at it with your … Continue reading I see you everywhere →