When One Plus One Ends Up Making One (And Math Doesn’t Have Anything to Do With It)

Relationships are like mushrooms really – some are tasty, other poisonous. There’s so much we cannot control about them. Emotions can be fickle, theirs, as well as ours, and the closer we become to someone, the more expectations there are. But we can use our good sense, our reason even, to decide how much and … Continue reading When One Plus One Ends Up Making One (And Math Doesn’t Have Anything to Do With It)

The Aftertaste of Sorrow

I carry you around with me, A pebble in my shoe, A backpack heavy with regrets, An invisible blade stuck in my chest, A blood stain on my conscience, A wound in my memory, Through which images and scenes seep through, Remnants from better times, When you and me, The two of us, Shared a … Continue reading The Aftertaste of Sorrow