• Love

    Driven by Passion

    I know it’s not the most romantic of things to say that the meme of those dogs driving a car to Charlie XCX’s Vroom Vroom reminds me of you, but it does. The caption itself is what kills it for me: ‘*school starts at 8.40* me at 9.26,’ cue dogs skidding in the snow from driving too fast. That whole meme is you every, single, morning. Whether your ass is late for work or late in picking me up for a lunch date, without fail you are delayed, driving calmly but with panic running through your blood. You’d state there are exceptions though, and I’d grudgingly have to agree. Exceptions when…

  • Love,  Travel

    Dancing In The Street

    I didn’t understand what all of the commotion was until I got closer. Hundreds of people were on the narrow street, spilling out into the traffic and blocking the vendors selling ‘kebabs! Kebabs!’ and mint tea late into the night. I was just looking for food, peckish after my day of exploring temples of Luxor, and thought I would take a short walk from my hostel to see what I could get. I fancied hummus, or maybe ful medames, served with generous helpings of pickled vegetables and pitta bread. I thought I might pick up a pastry too, as I had the previous day. What I found instead was a…

  • Love

    Serenity In Your Arms

    I put my head on your shoulder and I was at home. All the buzzing in my body stopped. The buzzing that hadn’t stopped in the 10 weeks I spent travelling. The buzzing that got me through my trip that included the excitement, the anxiety, the fear, the joy, the fact I missed you and everyone else. The buzzing that was silenced as soon as I rested my figure on yours. My body and my head quiet for the first time since I left you. Relaxed and finally at peace, because I was with you again. I was in awe then and I’m in awe now, from the impact you…

  • Love

    I Hate Your Face When We Argue

    I hate your face sometimes. Really. Truly. Hate it. Completely. Absolutely. Wholeheartedly. I’m even scared to look at it at the worst of times. And on some days, some nights, some moments, I’ll actually actively try to avoid looking: I’ll avert my gaze, turn my head away, refuse to pick up your FaceTime call even though I know I will and so do you, so what’s the point in waiting, I may as well just pick up as soon as it rings. I hate your face sometimes because I love it so much. And do you know how annoying that is? The fact that I lose arguments with you because…

  • Love

    Sunday Mornings

    I love Sunday mornings with you. And because of that. I feel odd. I wouldn’t say I’m lonely right now, not quite that, as I lie here this Saturday night. But that’s only because I have an energetic little kitten playing beside me, nibbling my fingers and licking my cheek as I settle down to sleep. (I wonder, would you let her sleep in bed with us? You probably would, because she makes me smile and you love when I smile. Besides, you like cats too). But… I feel odd though, because it’ll be her I wake up next to tomorrow morning, and not you. It’ll be her attacking my…

  • Love

    I Miss You Most In The Evenings

    I would say it’s the evenings I miss you most. Because it’s the evenings where I think of us cuddled up, on the sofa or on the bed, my head on your chest, your arms wrapped around me, keeping me safe. You always protect me. When I asked you, ‘why do you always sleep on the side closest to the door?’ and you shrugged, replied simply, ‘in case an intruder comes in – I’ll be the one they see first,’ I fell in love with you that bit more. Whether it’s us whispering secrets under the blanket of darkness, or eating Thai and watching Dave Chappelle, evenings have always been…

  • Love

    To My Special One

    We’d had Thai together that night. I’m a creature of habit, so of course I had vegetable green curry and insisted on a fried starter. You, on the other hand, had something new, something that was red and spicy but which wasn’t Thai red curry because you’re an adventurous eater that takes risks. But it had tofu and it was vegan. You chose it because it was vegan. You chose it, because, despite being a meat eater, it meant more to you that we could share something instead of nothing. I giggled a lot over that dinner, laughed and was so in love. I looked at your face and saw…

  • Love

    Travelling with a Lover

    It’s because you’re going to the city of love. Known for romantic strolls along the Seine, the glittering Eiffel Tower after nightfall and the fashionable inhabitants. The city that has beautiful neighbourhoods including Montmarte and grand avenues such as the stylishly gorgeous Champs-Élysées, where beautiful locals and hordes of tourists sip lattés and shop in the sun, reflections glinting off the grand windows of Louis Vuitton and Hugo Boss. The city that has striking architecture and good wine, even though you don’t drink. The last time I went to Paris, in the summer of 2017, I chain-smoked whilst crying on the phone to my best friend. It was midnight and…