He said, She said.

“I’m always that man. I am sick and tired of being that man.”
“Then don’t be.”
“I don’t know how.”


The perfect love story; It’s just not mine.

I wanna be like lightning
Never striking similarly twice
Electrifying the landscape
Momentarily blinding with light
Followed by a raucous laughter
Arriving precisely when meant to
This is something, that I want to do.

I want to do brand new things
Unafraid of what others may say
Poking holes in your rooftops
So that starlight finds it’s way
Romanticizing everything
Without a second thought at all
I should do all these things…without stall.