I wonder if you’re around Or better yet Off walking with him On some gentle shore, I wonder if you can see us And if you know How much we miss you And think of you. Driving in is not the same anymore when I look at the window  you used to sit by watching the road patiently counting tuk tuks and blue cars that look like mine. “One day at a time” Will never sound the same again.

** An excerpt of a conversation between hub and I about meeting friends on Friday night. He’s due to travel out of the country (again!) on the immediate Monday ** Me : Are we meeting up with the gang tonight bubs?C   : Can we meet up tomorrow?Me : I guess, if the others are free. C   : I ...

Falling asleep comes easy when my head lies against your strong chest when that soapy earthy smell is what I inhale just before drifting off. When rough skin is comforting & familiar around my shoulders, all I need to do is Breathe.

I remember what it used to be like On nights like this. When the alcohol flowed freely And you twirled a cigarette in your fingers While he twirled my hair in his.