I remember coming back to my house and meeting a heavily pregnant young lady that had moved into a house a few doors from mine. I didn’t say much apart from the usual welcome to the hood greetings. We’ve been silent friends for a while now and coming back a few months later, she had … Continue reading All I Wish For, Is That Love Could Stay Forever.
They say, Sundays are for lovers, right? That is why Dave decided to take the kids to his parents' house that Sunday. He wanted to have that intimate space in his wife's company, with no interruptions, no urgency. No kids banging on our bedroom door wanting to change their pajamas. Here’s something about their first … Continue reading SUNDAYS ARE FOR LOVERS, RIGHT? RIGHT? (Collabo 2)
Monday morning and I couldn't bring myself to get up and get ready for work. How could I? My whole life had changed and I needed to process it. 360. I am processing the feelings of joy and confusion, emptiness and fullness. A whole new mood. The memories of pleasure, the feeling of pain. The … Continue reading Beautifully Broken.(A collabo)
Slowly, with trembling hands he fidgeted with pulling up the zip on her dress. It was cream & short.Probably the shortest he’d ever seen her rock. It was shoulder bare. After being successful, she turned around & asked him how she looked. She looked stunning. He couldn't resist but to hug her. She was warm. … Continue reading The Neighbor.
Dear diary. We slowly, heads turned down, left the airport for home & her mom we found waiting for us on the balcony. For the first few days, we’ve been communicating safely. Like how normal lovers do but then soon enough things started looking South. Fights are arising from the rosy conversations. Silence treatments are … Continue reading True Love Actually Dies, Dear Diary. (Week six)
Random Thoughts of Shadray 