The Angry Tears I Shed

May 28, 2021Posted inStories11 Comments
Dear You, I write this letter in angry tears...in fact, this lemon top of mine is been scarred with dry wasted tears even as I write this. I write this to hide it in my drawer but I'm hoping it gets to you. Wishing that my tears would embrace yours. Praying that these angry tears would stop flowing, but I can't control it. So just for today, I'm letting it flow. Those piercing words you've probably heard before, I heard again last night, and its echoes replaying in my tiny little head brought these uncontrolable angry tears. The voice of rejection. The voice of selfishness That same voice that tells me to my face that I was taken for granted. I experienced.

Does time heal every wound? (How to use time to heal in 10 ways)

April 9, 2021Posted inInspiration8 Comments
Does time heal every wound? A question I asked myself after i watched something few weeks back when an elderly man tapped a younger man on the shoulder and said "time heals all wounds lad." And I burst out laughing. Really? Who was he kidding? I guess he was just trying to encourage the young guy or make him feel better about the situation. Maybe it worked but I'm sure latter he would realize the bitter truth. I bought a gorgeous heel three years ago and it was sparkling and clean and everything that makes a shoe new. Now I'm staring at it in the wardrobe and its no longer shinning, no longer new. Infact, it has a sratch on the tip, and a dark line on the sole. A lot has changed yet, it's still the same nude shoe I bought three years ago. Even more comfortable now than when it was new because my feet has gotten used to it. Its familiar & comfortable just like a relationship between a married couple.