Moments of truth, as we sat in your car on a hot Saturday afternoon, I told you "A year ago, I felt the calm before my storm..." the calmest calm before the hungriest storm... You look at me with an honesty in your eyes I've seen it many times before in fact, You tell me I've matured since then, you're happy for me, and that you're proud of me. I didn't need your confirmation about that though
Laying on my bed on a scorching Saturday; I don't wanna waste my money this afternoon on something I could get from my friends with ease. These Bluetooth headphones better do me good though. I spent $25 on it this morning and saved the rest for tonight or perhaps the next week.
South of the border of my fingertips, there I made peace with you; not because you mean anything to me anymore, but more so because it'd mean something to me now. Digging through wooden crates before Saturday, it's not liquor that I'm looking for
Dreaming of a Malibu summertime in the dreary urban rain. I don't know how I felt about you last night but I have to keep it moving on in the morning Always. Lately I've seen through the canvas of your eyes, the mirror in your lies, the distance between our lives. You don't have to … Continue reading November Sides
Late 2015 - Early 2016. A time of my life where I found new infatuations for people and art, I got caught up in the daze of the years' Summer madness too. At the time, Kamashi Washington's The Epic became the soundtrack to myself discovering a new solace, comfort, and also accepting the terms of … Continue reading Recurrence
It's a shame we have to meet again under these unforeseen circumstances. Dad told me I'd get used to this as I get older. I know he's right, I just don't know who'll be there and who'll be here. In the wake of all of this, I just want you to know I love you.
You should've seen it. Nothing happened, In fact, It was just another rainy night in the city, But there was something about tonight's ambiance That you just had to see. You should've seen me tonight. I moved on. I walked up and down Queen street with Callum, looking for some cheap takeaways for dinner. There's … Continue reading Acknowledgement
I've been thinkin' bout her now and then. Sadder daze and Saturdays. I wonder if she's even seen me goin' thru it. I'm hoping everything's okay. I'm back to the introvert I always really was. Listening to old-school R Kelly, and Roberta Flack. Nobody said I could quit, You and I know I'm not addicted … Continue reading Way Back When
Violence. I grew up with a love-and-hate relationship with it. I can admit, I've had moments where I wanted to commit acts of violence, but I usually kept cool and introverted about it because I have traumatic experiences tied to violence. Last Saturday night, a fight erupted in a party I was in. It was … Continue reading Still.