Sunken Heart

My heart has sunk to the lowest point I’ve ever known it to be affected by the affairs of the world, starting with the Stanford rape case to the Orlando shooting, and now the Turkey suicide bombing at the airport yesterday morning. And those are just the tragedies with victims and real lives taken or stolen.

I don’t know how the world can regress so much – to the point where people are still harming each other, perpetrating hate, intolerance, and discrimination more than ever.  I don’t understand why differences alone is reason enough to be angry about something. I don’t understand why ignorance is still the biggest factor in discrimination. I don’t understand why or how people don’t learn from each other’s mistakes.

I’m not sure if I still have hope for humanity. My heart has sunk so deep that you’d need a crane to pull it out of the centre of the Earth.

Three Stooges

Nostalgia is

being reminded of why I liked you many moons ago

when we finally had the chance to go out dancing together

you are simply mesmerizing

 

Nostalgia is

getting emotional while listening to “In Our Bedroom After the War”

because it’s your favourite Stars song

even though I didn’t want a future with you

 

Nostalgia is

having a crush on a work acquaintance

but not the courage to ask her out

because I wasn’t sure if I had room in my heart