First time.

I still remember that day as if it was yesterday. You were standing a couple of feet away from me, the lights were dim, you held a glass of champagne in one hand and the other hand was tucked into your leather jacket’s pocket. The lights flashed upon everybody one by one, as if the stars themselves were dancing in the sky. I could smell the coloured gas, the songs were too loud and I had my friend gossiping about someone on my left side. In between all this, I had my eyes on you. I saw you smile, maybe you did to impress the girl in front of you, or maybe you were just being yourself, but whatever it was your maneuvers had me glued to you.
Since then I’ve fallen for you.


Hey people. I know this is not the thing I promised to post and I’m really sorry for the nor posting the three act blog. I’ve been going through some serious shit+exams. So for three days I’ll be less active on here.

Make sure you don’t skip writing. Not even for a day. I’ll see you tomorrow with something different. For more updates and poetries follow me on Instagram: Weavingdreams0 and Twitter: P_Eva05

Until then,

Happy writing!



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