Tuesday, 28 September 2010


histories aren't made
in years
in months
in days
in minutes

histories aren't even made in moments.

they're made here
in between the moments

in words. unsaid but felt.
in smiles. subtle but understood.
in dreams. unexplained but always shared.

that's where the histories of us were made
and that's where, engraved in time, you must know they will stay

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

but that was just a dream

and we didn't say a word
and we didn't do a thing
and the world just swarmed around us
becoming a distant, hazy blur

and your thoughts echoed in my ears
and your fingers traced along my skin
and your arms were there to steady me

even before i knew i would fall

Wednesday, 15 September 2010

the insignificance

"But I'm afraid," she whispered.
"They did not care when I was here; they will not notice when I'm gone."

So you stayed a while, and fought the Loneliness.
And when you left, she was no bigger than before. But the shadows she stepped out of had diminished.

Thursday, 2 September 2010

moving forward is the only way back

it's not how you come back from this that counts.

it's how you leave.
what you choose to carry with you

it's who you are
who you'll always be
in this moment

that will make every other moment still to come.