Say It!

This face is no longer mine With eyes so expressive shadowed with brows so thick How I loved to run my fingers through hair so black and shiny, lips I never stopped admiring This laugh is no longer mine The shift of the Adam's apple as loud baritone eased out The best I ever heard, I can never help but break into a smile, every time These hands are no longer mine To scribble nothings in the palm and fix my fingers in between So cozy, it felt like home, large enough to envelope in safety with nails so pretty, I almost was jealous This body is no longer mine To have and to hold... To lay my head on, whichever Hear the heart beat, whenever Snuggle into, wherever And slide my hands, all over This heart is no longer mine, This heart that used to beat for me, loving so fiercely, so freely I know not of its present fears,  it's dreams, it's struggles The good memories, I will hold so close The wrongs, I would wish away And as we go our separate ways At t...

"This above all: to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man." - Hamlet, Shakespeare If you found out you had only 30 days to live, what are things you’d want to do with your time and yourself before you die? You can share your top ten with me. I just want to know, if you haven’t done or aren’t doing any of them yet, what is it that you’re waiting for? It is often said that ‘he who fails to plan, plans to fail’. With every new year comes resolutions we make to guide us into becoming better versions of ourselves, usually with fervour. While some of us are able to see at least some or all through to the end of the year, for some of us the resolutions fall by the wayside with apathy that equals the zeal with which is started. Maybe situations caused our objectives to change. Maybe the goals we set were too big for us in the interim. Maybe we up and decided that no, we just don’t want to do that anymore. Whi...