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The Butterflies Are Coming
She is going to die. My girlfriend is going to die. I’m not going to kill her, it will be the butterflies. It is happening tonight. I know this now. I have been trying to find a way to stop it, but I think it is impossible. It’s too late for her, but maybe, it…
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Don’t
Sometimes I smoulder inside your smothering embrace,slipping inside dreams of the soft, scarlet skies,watching the world burn as I yearn for forever,and it comes,charmed by how politely I asked,perched on the sweet side of my soul. You woke me with roses as the warm sun snuck through the windows,and I was out of control,out of…
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Once Again
Every few months,I become convinced that I am once again in the winter of my life,saying “No, not now” to the insistent sun of summer.I’ve been getting round to giving up on myself for each of my golden years,but then you show up,bringing the sun with you,and I am blinded by the bijou belief that…
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Flashback – I Am What I Am
I realised this morning that she has let herself into every aspect in my life.Late at night,she stands next to my bed,keeping me from sleep with that stupid, simpering smile she used to do,just for me,and it never stops. It doesn’t end there either.I had the great displeasure of discovering that the entirety of Mark…
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Flashback – Herrings
Tha sinn cho coltach ri dà sgadan. My badly pronounced pick up line brought a bemused smile to her face,as the water woke from it’s slumber and the sea snaked closer up the sand to see our love story unfold.I told her, that we were as similar as two herring,despite being unsure if I had…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 