Her Thought Piece

She sat there At the Window pane Streaming into the galaxy Trynna put a finger Onto every glistening star It was hush Until when fireworks Blew up into delightful colors A Herald of a new year Oh she too was surprised But she knew it was coming Maybe it slipped her mind Or its not all that Anyway it made her anxious Everything There always resolutions Written , thought or not She didn't want a glimpse Of what it brought She only liked the idea Of walking blind folded While playing treasure hunt She felt grown Time was racing Faster than her steps She's already out on her own And worse people are watching It was time to draw From the plenty of dreaming And go back to sleeping She closed her eyes and it felt like it was then That she started living afresh.

      Love should be the most complicated feeling that humans possess. I don’t mean love for family and ice-cream in this case, I mean romantic love. Love is such a big word and sacred in its every form. In whichever way you get involved in romantic love; whether you sought after it or it finds you, be sure it will wreck you and push you to dangerous edges. No one is too smart for love; not the psychologists nor the love doctors or a 50-year old happily married couple. No one is too prepared for what love brings forth because I believe that as unique as our fingerprints are so is every relationship we get involved in. the only constant factor in humans is the fact that they are actually human and everything else changes with the wind, you can never be too sure. From the little I have seen and heard I know I have no right to judge anyone and the decisions they make in their relationships. I cannot point my retributory finger towards a 23-year old girl who clings on to an abusive re

Is being different so weird? I hear people say onto themselves, look at her she’s so weird. Another jumps in “how do people even associate with her, her boyfriend must be weird too… I don’t know who can even stand her.” and then I wonder, what defines weird? All I know any ‘weird’ person is different. She’s the girl who’d rather stay home on a Friday night than go partying, or who doesn’t entertain boys with herself. Or it’s the boy who doesn’t tease girls or he who doesn’t speak so much yet he has the brightest ideas. So the ‘normal’ people never quite understand what goes on in this other side... because normal people are happy most of the time, they know humor and find everything rather amusing, they know how to have fun partying, road trips and hang with the cool people... Normal people are simply basic... knowing too much gets you the weird title, being angry at things and not laughing. normal people are social, they have so many friends, they are confident, life