Poetry

  • This time…🕯

    What if, instead of looking back or looking forward, I focus on what’s right in front of me? They say, “Comparison is the thief of joy”. If that’s true, why do I constantly compare my present self to my past… Continue reading

    This time…🕯
  • From Porto, with loveđź’™

    The way the water sparkled never quite left me. And I’m quite sure it never will. Porto, Portugal. The place I call ‘home’ even though it isn’t. The gorgeously gloomy city that stole my heart the moment I stepped off… Continue reading

    From Porto, with loveđź’™