On Writing

On Writing

I’ve been writing more than reading lately and it feels quite refreshing. I mean, I love books – they are a little piece of heaven on earth, really – but, nothing feels like words flowing through your head and writing them down on paper or typing them up on a blank canvass. Nothing feels like feeling an emotion and being able to describe it using words effortlessly. Nothing is more frustrating than not being able to get a certain word out of your mouth at the perfect moment, when it feels like you’ve ruined it. 

Writing has always been my art, and it took a while for me to find it. How did I find my art? I was inspired. I was inspired by all the amazing writers all around me. Some have url’s I’ve known by heart, and some just use words and turn them into sentences and paragraphs and make me feel. That’s the best part, I guess – making other people feel what you do. Expressing yourself through words like heartbeats. 

I am thankful, thankful for all the wonderful opportunities given to me to write. I am thankful, for every chance I get to share my art to the world. I am thankful, to all the people who has inspired me through their words.

I am thankful. 

How to Write About the One You Love

How to Write About the One You Love

How do you write about the person you love?

I use metaphors, because simple adjectives are not enough to describe how you make me feel.

No, I don’t use metaphors or adjectives; because no words can describe the way I feel when I think about you, when I hear your name, or when we’re together.

I think about the sun and its warmth, and how it brightens my day. I think about the winter and the cold, like the way you make me feel when you’re gone. I think about what could be going on in your thoughts, whether I’m part of it or not.

At the end of the day, I do write about you, in the simplest way I could possibly can, using the most extraordinary words of the English language. I write about you, not because you’ve filled up most of my thoughts, but because I want to remember everything about you: every moment, every smile, every detail.

I write about you in the most serene way: how peaceful you look when you sleep, or how your eyes never seem to leave a page when you read. I write about you and our adventures, because they are greater than any love story ever told.

I write about you and us, even if ‘we’ don’t exist.

I write about you and this one-way love story, because you’ll never really know how I feel.

I write about me, writing about you and how you inspire me to play the odds.

And if it were up to me, you were probably the most beautiful piece I’ve ever written. 

On Being Single

On Being Single

I have this friend, Maru, and he recently wrote a blog post about love, or lack thereof, and he actually inspired me to do this little post reflecting his, and I thought it was a really good idea since February is just around the corner! And I’m not gonna lie: being single is absolutely fabulous, but there’s something about having someone that makes you resolutely happy. 

So for all TSwizzle fans out there, this is for you! I am about to dedicate Swift songs to past love (or lovers). Ready? Set? GO!

1. Cold As You

You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray
And I stood there lovin’ you and washed them all away
And you come away with a great little story
Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you

And now that I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ it through
I’ve never been anywhere cold as you.

2. White Horse

I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know that I’m not a princess,
this ain’t a fairy tale,
I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet.

3. If This Was A Movie

I was playing back a thousand memories, baby
Thinkin’ ‘bout everythin’ we’ve been through
Maybe I’ve been goin’ back too much lately
When time stood still and I had you

Come back, come back, come back to me like
You would, you would if this was a movie
Stand in the rain outside
‘Til I came out

Come back, come back, come back to me like
You could, you could if you just said you’re sorry
I know that we could work it out somehow
But if this was a movie you’d be here by now

4. We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

So he calls me up and he’s like, “I still love you,”
And I’m like… “I just… I mean this is exhausting, you know, like,
We are never getting back together. Like, ever”

And for every single girl out there, we do not need a guy to be happy. Enjoy your being single and I tell you, there’s nothing better than having your hair tied up in a messy bun, no makeup, sweatpants, a chic flick (or a chic lit if you’re that kind of girl) and the two best men on your life: Ben & Jerry. This song is for you:

6. 22

It feels like a perfect night to dress up like hipsters
And make fun of our exes.
It feels like a perfect night for breakfast at midnight
To fall in love with strangers.

We’re happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time
It’s miserable and magical.
Oh, yeah
Tonight’s the night when we forget about the deadlines
It’s time

I don’t know about you
But I’m feeling 22
Everything will be alright
If you keep me next to you
You don’t know about me
But I’ll bet you want to
Everything will be alright
If we just keep dancing like we’re

How To Be: A Writer

How To Be: A Writer

  • Write everyday. Even if it only means updating your Happy Jar, penciling something in your planner, or taking notes. When a random thought pops into your head, scribble it down, because you never know if the idea may never come again.
  • Keep a journal. If you can, then do it. You may not be able to write on it everyday, but make sure to keep one on your desk, on your back, or your bedside table for all of your random musings. I promise you, one day you will look back and whether that thought made you smile or it made the pain come back, you will be glad that you wrote about it. 
  • Be inspired. The world is beautiful, and it only is when you look at it and appreciate everything that surrounds you. And then when you’re ready, you might be able to create a beautiful world of your own writing.
  • Read. Whether it be a light read, a chic lit, a heavy English novel, young adult, a mystery, your favorite book, an article, a tweet from a celebrity, signs along the hallway, it is important that you immerse yourself in words, and find how they mean to you and how you would want the world to understand your words. 
  • Try something new. Veer away from your style, but still remain true to yourself. Learn a new word and use it in a sentence. Apply as a contributor in your school paper, or maybe even as an intern at your favorite magazine. The world is full of opportunities. Seek it.
  • Look back. Reread your old work. Backread your blog. Create a portfolio of your work. The world has inspired you, and it’s time for you to inspire others, too. 

Disclaimer: These are not rules. These are merely written down here to remind myself of what I may or may not want to pursue. Nevertheless, feel free to try it on your own. 🙂

Dear Old Love

Dear Old Love

Dear old love,
I still think
of what could
have been
If we’re still
I still think
of bears and
of Chinese names
and daughters.
And I’m glad
that you and I
stay the same
no matter what.

Dear old love
I love how
we both like
the same hero
of blue and
red and white.
I still love
owls and their
big round eyes
full of wonder
all because
they remind me
of you

Dear old love
I still don’t get
why you love
math and numbers
but I guess
they calm you
down and they
don’t do the
same for me.
I have missed
Our long talks
during Christmas
and New year’s.
It’s lonely
Without you.

Dear old love
I have moved
on or so
I thought.
My heart still
beats faster
every time
I see you.
When will it
I have loved
and lost
and loved again.

But dear old
I’m still not
over you.

Truth Thursday: I See You

Truth Thursday: I See You


They are the first thing that a boy could share to impress me, but it seems that no one else compares to you. We could talk for hours and hours and not get bored and sometimes there are silences in between, but it’s not awkward, it’s comforting. It’s comforting to hear you breathe, and then jump off to another topic, and it seems to go on forever, and when we finally stop, I do not want to say goodbye. 

When I talk to someone else and something comes up that reminds me of you, your face immediately pops into my mind, and I could not let go. I only see you, in the face of every other boy, and maybe that’s the reason why I do not move on. 


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Truth Thursday: I Wish You Would Say

Truth Thursday: I Wish You Would Say

“I’m the fallback,” I say to myself.

And I imagine you telling me, “You – most absolutely and certainly – are not.”


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