Lights Will Guide You Home.

I remember my childhood home very clearly. The place I spent my middle school in. I had a couple of my classmates as neighbours, one of them being one of the best friends I’d had at that time. But more than that, what makes me think of that house clearly is the proximity to the … Continue reading Lights Will Guide You Home.

The Way I Remember You

This, I write to my first muse, whom I lost to Life's conundrum. Your smile, the toothy grin I told you you could light up the whole town, remember? You laughed, and asked me how that was possible. I wished I could tell you. I wished you could see. And now your smile haunts me … Continue reading The Way I Remember You