Collection #5 - Reasons

To Love

He nestled into his favourite park bench that Tuesday and listened for footsteps taking their morning walk.

The wind carrying her perfume. The bouquet of flowers ready and picked. The colours she likes.

While he waited, he reminisced on younger days. Nervous and coy. His friends would stir him up.

“Don’t sit there. Go speak to her! Why you just looking at her like that?”

“Hey grandad, why you looking at grandma like that?”

He blinked twice and remembered where he was.

With a warm heart, he pushed back his glasses, looked to his wife lovingly, smiling.

“Just, because”.

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To Believe

It was lonely. And I felt lost, only the headlights guiding me.

I had to pull over.

And under the burnt orange dusk, I remembered.

Every single time when I could have left. I could have been better. I could have saved myself.

And I cried so much. I wept.

For a love I hadn’t found. For a better me. That I didn’t yet know.

“Aarrhhh! What is this sorrow?”

The silence of the heavens was haunting.

“Am I really just here, alone?”

And then it fell. From empty skies.

A sign. A reason to believe.

A single white feather.

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To Leave

These last 6 months have been brutal. Interview after interview. I want to leave. Now.

But I can’t put my finger on it, why?

Have I lost my purpose? the excitement to be who I’m capable to be?

Forget these deadlines and chaos and prima donnas.

Because this last one felt different. I’ve just resigned. Yes!

But this manager. Still only bothered who does the work. Corporate to a T.

Then I get an unexpected call from Nikki. “I’m gutted. The company is losing talent. You have such potential”.

And there’s the why. I’d just wanted to be seen.