Friday Night

And I came home from my last class for that day. I did some grocery shopping too. It's been 4 months now since I moved here to Montreal. I have also been living alone for 4 months now and I have to say that it's probably the best decision I've ever made in my life.... Continue Reading →


10 Letters

Here are 10 letters to 10 different people who made my 2017:   We've known each other for almost a year now and I have to say that I loved you on all of those days amidst your obvious disdain for my talkativeness. I love waking up next to you; and while we seem to... Continue Reading →

Jar of Wonder

Every word that would bleed from of fun.'s Carry On pokes through my heart. I feel like the bite of nostalgia's kicking in right at the perfect moment when I DON'T need it the most. It's been so long and been so overlooked that now I can taste the bitterness of regret and maybe anxiety.... Continue Reading →

I Should Tell You This Tomorrow

And I know that you said that it would be best if we don't get emotional but I'm feeling awfully depressed and upon assessing myself, I know that there's only one thing that would make me feel better: I want to fall in love. I know that tomorrow, there's a 70-30 chance that we'd watch... Continue Reading →

Confirming Receipt

I am now receiving this message from you. You replied from the thread I started August of last year. You’re asking me if I still use Telegram. I reread and reread the words over and over again. I cannot believe it’s you. I cannot believe it took you almost a year to see that message.... Continue Reading →

I L—- You

I can still vividly recall how that night went. We were lying on your couch watching bad television. You were answering client emails on your laptop and I was staring at you. I was trying to get a clear map of your face-- every pore, every spot, ever crevice, I was trying to take all... Continue Reading →

Love’s Favourite

In a classroom where love is teaches– why am I love's favourite? I am that student who never fails to fail, to falter, to bend and to break. Why am I love's favourite to hate? When I have given all that I can give. My time, my self, my art, my soul, and yet I... Continue Reading →

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