Trust Me Patiently - paulothewriter

“Trust Me Patiently,” She Said

“Trust me patiently,” an odd request I must say. But nonetheless, it’s what she asked for. For a moment, I wasn’t sure how to react given those words have never been used in the same sentence before. You might have heard them, but I haven’t. Until a few days ago. They stayed on my mind…

Do you believe in fairytales - paulothewriter

Do You Believe In Fairytales?

On Sundays, yes of course I do. On other days! I don’t know what to believe. There is an inconceivable mystery about things we cannot prove. Things that call for arrant belief. Things like love and religious faith; I have always likened the two. You cannot incisively see them, you cannot exactly prove or disprove them,…

4th Letter to the Future Mother of My Child

Dear Future Mother of my child, We haven’t talked in a while; how are you doing my love? I still don’t understand this silent treatment thing even before we meet and I do something wrong. Like leaving the toilet seat up and you don’t speak to me for hours until your Audi fails to start…

Take a Minute To Read This, Please!

I promised myself to write an article every night this week, and after a hard week my mind is not as creative. However, thinking back to a lot of things, one of the things I am most grateful for is you; my lovely readers.  Thank you for letting me share with you, thank you for…

As I Stand By the Bar Tonight

A glass in the air for the lovers we’ve lost, A toast to the memories we’ll treasure the most. A sip for never going back to my old ways, But f**k it, let’s take one last shot for the old days. The night is still young and we are only getting older With these half…