Things That Matter.

Life is too short to pay heed to unnecessary things. Think about what really matters.

Why am I here?

I myself don’t know. All I know is that I have something to say, and I have a message to give. Too many people spend their lives not talking about things that matter to them and engaging in unnecessary chatter. Its not worth it. Talk about yourself. Talk about your dreams. Your passions. Your aspirations. Talk about where you want to be and where you see yourself five years from now.

Think about the future but don’t forget to live in the present. Remember the past but don’t get stuck up on it.

Life is short and it goes by in a jiffy. Cherish it. Cherish the small moments. Enjoy the people that care about you because they might not stay forever. Enjoy what you have and you’ll reach where you’re destined to be.

I’m here to talk. I’m here to talk about the things that matter, the small things and the big things. I’m here to talk about life, its obstacles and its joys. I’m here to talk about me, talk about you and everything else.

We’re so stressed out these days because we believe everything needs to happen right now. We forget that everything happens in perfect timing. So take a deep breath and let it all out. It’s all going to be okay.



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Give me a sign. 

Honestly, it’s a little scary right now. There is so much uncertainty. But somehow, you make me believe. 

You make me believe in a better future. You make me believe in a brighter tomorrow. You make me believe in us. In me. 

I don’t need you. But somehow, I find myself wanting you. 

Just give me a sign. Give me a sign that you’re worth it. Give me a sign that you won’t be like the rest. Give me a reason to believe. 


It’s a new day. It’s a new morning. It’s a new beginning. 

Today, you have the strength to start over. Today, you have the ability to mould your life into whatever you want it to be. Today, you’re stronger than yesterday. 

So let go of what’s holding you back. Let go of the negativity. Let go of the doubt and the fear and just believe. 
Believe in yourself. Believe in the universe. Start over. 

Weakness and strength

You’re my weakness and my strength. 

Everytime you look at me, every time you tell me you love me and every time you touch me – you make me weak. You make me vulnerable. You’re my vulnerability. 

But then, you make me want to be a better person. You make me want to be better for myself and better for you. You trust me more than I trust myself and in this, you give me strength. 

I do not know if you’re  a blessing or a curse but I do know that no matter what you are, I need you and I’m grateful for your existence.

New love 

That’s the thing about a new love. It makes you want to believe again. It makes you want to hope again. It make you want to live again.

It comes to you when you thought there was nowhere to go. It comes to you when you’ve stopped looking. It comes to you when you’re least expecting it. It comes to you and it changes your life. 

You learn how to love again. You learn how to be happy again. And the most important thing of all, you learn how to love yourself again. You learn how to begin again. 

5 a.m.

It’s almost 5 am. While I should be sleeping, I lay here thinking about you. Thinking about all the things you say and all the things I want you to say. 

The thing is, I can’t stop. Even though you’re a hundred miles away, you’re the only thing on my mind. 

I wish you were here. I wish it didn’t have to be this way. I wish you were mine. I wish I could stop thinking about you. 

Ironically funny. 

When you miss someone badly enough, it’s almost funny. It’s funny how you can be in a room full of friends and family and still feel lost. It’s funny how you can be surrounded by laughter but still feel hollow. You might even smile and make small talk, but it’s all just a show. 

The truth is, you’re lost. You’re someplace else with someone else and it’s funny because they don’t even know. 

It’s funny because you miss him but you’re too afraid to tell him.

Little Afraid

I’m just a little afraid. I’m afraid that you’ll always have a piece of my heart. I’m afraid that I’ll never really get over you and keep hoping for you to come back. 

Hope. That’s what I’m living with. I’m living with the hope that in the end, you’ll find your way back to me. 

It’s not that I’m not happy and it’s not that there aren’t other people in my life. There are days when I jump with joy but then there are days when I miss you and I don’t want to get out of my house. 

All I’m saying is, someday, somehow, I hope you  find your way back to me. 

That kind of love.

It was that kind of love. The kind that gives you butterflies and leaves you wanting for more. The kind that has the charm of a first love. The kind that gives you hope. The kind that makes you believe in love.

You were that love for me. You made me believe in love. It was the kind of love you fight for. The kind of love you never want to let go.

And so, here I am, telling you that I’m fighting for you. Telling you, that I’m still hoping and that I still believe in you. That I still believe in us. And that even after all these years, I’m still in love with you. 

She just wants someone to love her as much as she loves him.

She just wants someone​ to love her as much as she loves him. 

She just wants someone to look at her like she looks at him. 

She just wants someone to think about her like she thinks about him.

She has loved him for as long as she can remember and she just wishes someone would do the same for her. She just wishes someone would love her as much as she loves him or maybe, she just wishes he would finally see.

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