three seasons
Summer:
chasing sunsets
broken Italian
sweat in search of swims
the thrill of settling
blissfully unaware
Autumn:
falling leaves
solo commutes
life in search of normalcy
the change of pace
inescapable truths
Winter:
relishing snowfall
finding home
mind in search of wonder
the catalyst for growth
liberated heart
Where each season concurrently encapsulated two very life-changing events: moving countries and breaking up.motherly advice
she told me
they should always love you more
she raised me
to love above and beyond that
she showed me
strength where surrender was best
she deceived me
with perseverance over peace
she taught me
how to rationalise hurt
she consoled me
and reminded me of what she had said
In my first relationship, my mother passed me this one piece of advice. It stuck - and it’s a concept I’ve grappled with for a decade now, with every crush, boyfriend, potential, hypothetical. This piece is my reflection on growing up - of a relationship shift between mother and daughter, unlearning unhealthy lessons and understanding child behaviours that no longer serve me as an adult - all whilst respecting and loving the woman that brought me to life. It broke my heart when I penned this poem, when I made these realisations in therapy - and a deep gut-feeling still stirs every time I read this. coin jar
Spare moments
are spent on you
wondering if you’re spending
the same spare moments on me.
As if they’re coins slotting through the money jar
one tentatively from me
then hoping
one decisively slots in from you.
I don’t mind banking them
if we’re evenly matched
and we smash the jar open
to share our savings.
But if we count the coins
and I’ve invested more
I want them back
because I’ve over-invested
one too many times before.
Musings on relationships both friendly and romantic - moving from a growth to conservative investor. Are they thinking of me as much as I am thinking about them? Are we investing equal amounts? Battling the natural instinct to feel and fall in love, to care - with the burn of being hurt and left with a loss of love and energy.