Cool air touched my warm skin as I walk to the bus stop. Earphones plugged in. Heavy music was playing on the radio. On the bus stop, I was braiding my hair then a lady patted me on the back. I asked her what’s wrong. She asked if I speak in English. Lucky her, I’m… More Ask

They Called

There was this day at noon. I was going about my daily chores when someone called me on my phone. *ring… ring…* “Hello? Who’s this?” “Miss Eloise? Is this miss Eloise?” a woman’s faint voice whispered on the other line. I startled as she says my name. Why do I have a feeling I’ve heard… More They Called

I Hate It When…

I hate it when you tell me to hold your hands because I don’t know the place even if I’ve been there almost every time. How I laugh as if I haven’t heard it already. The way our hands fit together when the red light turns green, ready to protect me from any danger. I… More I Hate It When…

Same String

Is it good or bad? Tapping on the same string over and over. A monotone sustained. No fillers, melodies, not even a beat. Is silence better than a lifeless note? I try to cover my ears but the sound finds its way through my distant soul. The once breathable air now dense. Is it that… More Same String

In Too Deep

I have fallen in too deep in a situation I cannot run from anymore. The chains are far worse than before. My hands are sewn tightly with thin wire. I couldn’t reach my one and only desire. As if the stars are against my will to proceed. Or maybe my own mind stops me right… More In Too Deep

On Your Own

Topic. Topic. Topic. I have been thinking about what to write when I realized I don’t have to think. Women always have something bugging their minds all day long anyways. So I’ll talk spontaneously about women. There was a quote about girls that I can’t take off of my mind. “Each time a woman stands… More On Your Own

Hold My Hand

When it’s cold outside, hold my hand.Just so I’ll feel warm inside.In case I feel alone, hold my hand.Remind me that I’m not alone.Whenever I’m happy, hold my hand.Your touch can double the joy in me. When the sky is grey, hold my hand.Problems do pass through.If we’re together, hold my hand.Yours is not a reminder. It’s love.If we make mistakes, hold… More Hold My Hand

Stars Lie

I was walking down a dark alley when I noticed bright shimmers on the ground. It looked familiar and it was almost relaxing. Yet the sky was dull due to light clouds. Stars lie. Beams from the night lamps strike the silver glitters on the frozen grass. It seemed like the stars were lying when… More Stars Lie

Before Midnight

This was the longest night I have ever had. There are so many things I didn’t imagine would happen for only one night and in just a short moment of notice. It really is an unforgettable experience this year. I went out of the house earlier than I expected. It was a very good morning… More Before Midnight