I have a confession

I’m still not over you

And as I get older and time lessens

I feel this confession is overdue

At times it feels we’re living on parallel lines

Inching closer to becoming one

Or maybe we’ve missed our time

And this lifetime is done

Our love has never diminished

And the yearning can still be felt

So we still don’t think we’re finished

Just playing what cards are dealt

So in thi...

Looking into a mirror. It could be as superficial as quickly checking to see if I am put together to actually standing there and assessing my past, present and future. This time, I am taking an assessment of where I stand currently. I look at the cracks beginning to show on my forehead. I see them as layers of masks that I have to wear on a daily basis. The code-switching one I put on for work to ...