Salty Saturdays – Pencilled In 03.04.2021

We could call it whatever we like, essentially we set the rules surrounding our lives.

Our relationship has intensified in areas we did not expect.

Burning questions, life lessons and stealth deception.

We dreamt of becoming the couple that wins at everything. Only we end up losing because neither of us accepts the fact that we aren’t like the pictures we post up on our social media platforms.

#BAE

We dare not part, for the blogs would type and the users would read, the creators would make memes and our lie would be free!

That’s why each week we pencil in a day, well a block of time for us to try and reach and match our still images of happiness with reality.

Pocket

Interesting addition to the clothes I wear.

I add many things to this small, zipped, denim location.

Tissue, paracetamol, lip-balm, eye-drops, hand cream, lemon sherbet drops and a three page letter.

I wrote about 2020.

I transferred pain from my heart, to these pages, to my pocket.

I released everything. Yet, I keep memories folded and close by.

Maybe, they’ll wash away the deeper I stride into this scenic lake.

I’m blessed.

The only thing that matters is my birth.

I Found You

In the sky.

In the forest.

In the sea.

I found you beside my bed watching me breathe, during sleep.

I found you in my kitchen, toasting bagels and pouring juice.

I found you on my sofa, snuggled on my breasts. Free and loose.

In the sea.

In the forest.

In the sky.

I found your love in my heart and passion that never dies.