Melancholia of The Drunk

Everyone is expecting to see you, to know who you are, my girlfriend is curious too, she keeps checking on my phone. She’s hired a private investigator. My neighbour heard waves of your existence, she keeps asking me the same question over and over. My mom is restless, she’s wondering between you and my girlfriend,… Read more

My closest friends knows about you. Each time I get myself a girlfriend, they often ask, what happened to you. I always tell them, that you’re just around. And if my girlfriend reads this, she’ll be waiting for me, sitting on the veranda, with a scowl grinned on her forehead; just at the time I’ll… Read more

When you love someone, and you are not making them happy. Or when you claim to love someone yet you don’t make their life less miserable, then to say that you’re in a relationship, is merely a feign. Took  a while to clearly perceive it. When I did, it was untimely. We were already wasting… Read more

“But baibe loving you never came with an instruction manual. Though I swore to stick with you through tough times and tough times. Baibe, I’m leaving you. Breaking you is the least I want to do. Baibe, sometimes, you have to walk away, for you to be treated right.” I sat there. On the cold… Read more

The first time we kissed there was no rainbow neither the feel of butterflies dancing in my stomach. There was no music: nor golden specks of sun rays in the morning as it perched through dew. The beaconing of hope and flicker of desires of what was yet to be, burnt vehemently in our eyes;… Read more