small intricate things

the beautiful walks we took. the kisses we've shared.
the birthmarks i've pecked. the lips you've traced.

i dreamed of what i've lost and could never hold
you flew and wandered off

it was lovely and then things change
you stopped noticing things
and i am all about small intricate things

you wish for better
i never did
because you were good
and enough

the sheets we've stained. the legs i've stretched.

i miss your eyes your smiles your curly hair

you flew and wandered off
i've lost and could never hold

Soulmate-search

A friend of mine told me that if you can come up with 10 things you want from your future spouse, you should write it down on paper, and in three months you will find him.

I find this ridiculously hopeful.

Writing them done and waiting for three months is easy but listing ten things you truly want from someone will take me years.

Baked Dreams

Brownies in the oven.
Charlie Fink's singing in the background.
Fan spinning.
I'm all packed for another journey.

Alhamdulillah.

Simply Sims

Look what I bought today! I've been playing The Sims since I was twelve (illegally) and I'm a huge fan. I recently started using a MacBook Pro and I have no choice but to splurge and buy the original game. Definitely worth the money. It also comes with US$10 worth of SimPoints to spend on the online Sims store. 

Level of happiness: 10.

To explain such exaggerated joy:

1. I'm going home tomorrow.

2. The Sims 3 just finished downloading.

3. Today marks the last lecture of my first year in university.

4. I'm gonna go play the Sims now.

Blue skies are coming

This is one my favourite videos of Noah and the Whale playing live. Charlie, Tom, Urby and Doug. Enjoy.

"You have only let me down, but my door's always open"

Run

I lost myself in the midst of living. I don't remember disliking myself so much as I do now. All I want now is to move forward. I will not go back there. I will not go back there again.

And I know you won't let me.

Thank you for last night. Tears pour like rain in October. You were right. Ever since I came back from the states, I didn't know how to be here. My mind is somewhere else. Always hopping here and there. Physically here but my mind and soul is constantly searching for the unsearchable.

Begin again

I shall begin with a quote. 


"I cannot believe that the purpose of life is to be happy. I think the purpose of life is to be useful, to be responsible, to be compassionate. It is, above all, to matter and to count, to stand for something, to have made some difference that you lived at all." Leo Rosten


Let this be a witness of all that matters. And all that will be forgotten.