I can not abide this mental tortureMuch too quickly the time fliesThe past I miss, I long for the futureBut the present I despise
Poetry: A Perfect Life
I can hardly wait ’til I get married, to start a family I call my own. After work come through the front door and say: “Honey, I’m home!” We’ll marry in church, not a cathedral. I’ll see friends, family, guys I once knew. Then I’ll say in front of all those people: “Ofcourse I do!”… Read More »
Poetry: All I’ve Ever Wanted
All I’ve ever wanted is to feel like I am whole, that I’m not missing pieces from the puzzle of my soul. I’ve always been a misfit, there was no place I belonged, my peers began to bully me, though them I’ve never wronged. People who don’t know me have said things that aren’t true,… Read More »
How I ‘popped the question’ to my fiancée.
I had everything set; the one-day-trip to Paris was booked, I purchased skip-the-line tickets for the Eiffel tower, I had multiple possible locations near the Eiffel tower where I could ‘pop the question’ and I had the most beautiful ring I could wish for. It was one day before our trip to Paris, we would… Read More »
The Seven Month Proposal Project
It was seven months before my proposal, Nellen and I had broken up. I hoped—and somewhere deep inside I knew—it would be a temporary breakup. We had simply gotten too much resistance from people who did not agree with our relationship, and we had grown tired of it. But I didn’t want to give up—and… Read More »