Lennie Law 02/10/2023 Lennie Law 02/10/2023

To London,

The saying goes

London calling

but I rang first

and kept it ringing

followed the line

across oceans and land

packed my bags

came holding hands

soon fell out of love

with the wrong man

broken in two

without a plan

suddenly single

I was brand new

open and honest

to finding you

fell head over heels

for this bright city

for all of its flaws and

all of its pretty

turning corners

your streets caught my tears

my vulnerable moments

and all of my fears

you watched me fall

you watched me crawl

until I stood tall

because of it all

my spark caught fire

and tore through the night

the winter was cold

but I was alight

five seasons in now

summer has shone twice

I have done my dues

I have paid the price

we found each other

London and I

solid ground for my feet

and a never ending sky

A little piece about moving countries, breaking up, finding yourself and beginning again // I have always wanted to move to London but when I did, a breakup wasn’t part of the vision - I can tell you now that it was the best thing that happened - because I got to live London for and by myself, like the little me had always dreamed of.

Lennie Law 10/01/2023 Lennie Law 10/01/2023

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.

Lennie Law 29/12/2022 Lennie Law 29/12/2022

whole

And as the moonlight

comes through my window

and I settle down to sleep

I acknowledge the love

I had lost

was the one for myself.

And I realise

that my current state of happiness

my glow, my fire

means my love for myself

is there again.

Originally written as a note on my phone, at 12:08pm on the 3rd October 2020. Context: I had gone through a challenging breakup, I was a couple months into therapy, I was trying to understand my anxiety, I was working through a time and energy intensive job.

Scene: I was lying on my bed, looking out the window, struggling to sleep but deciding not to force it. As cheesy, and as perfect as it sounds - I made eye contact with the bright moon, and clarity struck. I cried. For once, it wasn’t because I was stressed, anxious, lost, confused or heartbroken. It was the moment I realised I was whole, grounded, confident, strong, growing. The moment I finally realised I loved myself again.