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Imagine it was us.

I tried to fit you in to pretty rhymes and clever metaphors, but the thought of your lips on her perfectly sculptured thighs stopped me dead in my tracks. I wasn’t sure what exactly I was jealous of. Was it her legs along with her black stilettos wrapped around your neck or was it the way you sucked the red lipstick off her bottom lip?

I tried to fit you in to the spaces of my overactive thoughts and missing puzzle pieces of my scattered heart, but I couldn’t get the idea of you fitting your parts in her void.

I tried to understand the corners of your odd smile and the carved lines on your forehead when you frowned, but instead you were too busy drawing a map on her neck with your tongue and hearts along her back.

I’m running out of words to say and love’s floating away.

Yours truly,

Painted Shadow



I stare at walls hoping that something would guide me to another dimension where everything makes sense. I take life as it comes. I reside in which is now known to be the fastest growing city in the Middle East, Dubai. Surrounded by fake greenery and dusty air, I long for rain. I long for rain to drench my very being, untill i feel nothing but clean and revived. I dream of happy things and i know for certain that Peter pan and pixies and fairies and Santa exists. I know. Because theres no point in not believing. Im a child. I am a grain of sand. I am a speckle of dust in this polluted world. I am a spirit roaming the end of the earth, trying to find that wall. (Read the page Painted shadow for details)

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