I Never Thought I’d Write About You Again

I picked out the blue one with the gold flowers embroidered on it. I held the dress over my chest. “It looks good on you, señorita.” A familiar voice pierced through the jazz music the clothing store was playing. And there you were. You’re still wearing that same old air of mystery. Your eyes looked... Continue Reading →


I Should Have Kissed You

I should have kissed you when we were four; when you hated everybody. I should have pressed my lips on your puffy wet cheeks soaked with tears. I should have held you, little as we were, and told you how cute you looked and that I wanted to be your friend. I should have hugged... Continue Reading →

When It’s Not About The Coffee

I know that everything that would follow this statement may stand false to other coffee lovers like myself but I'd be backing myself up on this one; for sometimes it's not about the coffee (even when you're having one). My morning coffee is basically my fuel for the day. It cheers me up big time... Continue Reading →

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