Happy New Year 2019!

A crisp dawn with bright, blue skies
Bring you new happiness and new heights,
As the old year goes, on the horizon are
New memories, milestones and infinite growth.

It seems hard for me to believe, but it is here! 2019, the last of the teens šŸ˜‰

I have grown up along with the years in an almost uncanny way, and it seems like a great year to have fun, and be responsible all at the same time. I have not got to making resolutions yet, but I am planning on doing it soon. Getting fit is always a priority, but seems like that along with the other promises are off to a slow start. Nonetheless, I believe the will to start anew, and with fresh vigour is equally important.

Here is wishing everyone a happy and prosperous new year, where you grow for good, and enjoy each moment fully. I know I have a lot of changes to make as a person, as a friend, as a sibling, and I am hoping that I can do them all justice.

In terms of being thankful, I would not be able to name all the people who have made 2018 memorable for me, or being a part of my life that drives a change. But thank you to everyone who loved me enough to be truthful to me. Thank you to all the people who hated me enough to make me change paths. Thank you to my family and friends who have supported me through thick and thin. Hopefully, I can deserve the same kind of love and support in the years to come, and I can extend the same towards all the people in my life. All I can ask is for God to forgive me, and bless us all!

Have a happy new year, everybody! šŸ™‚

Besotted

Besotted, I look for you in others
A yardstick by which they are measured.
Coz I know, I cannot survive eternity
If you’re not here right by me.


Besotted means strongly infatuated.
Yardstick means a measuring rod a yard long, typically divided into inches. A standard used for comparison.

Image Credits: Picasso Mio

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Brown Love!

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Honey how I wish

I felt for you

Like I feel for chocolate!

What I feel aboutĀ chocolate is ineffable- I can never quite express in words. February being the monthĀ of love, I’ll follow a pattern of appreciation of all the things we love and adore. This is a funny, satirical one, I would think!

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