Who will finish
your jigsaw heart
when he leaves,
taking pieces with him?
Who told you to play
with unbeatable men?
Men who let you
out of them
gifting it back to you
you return half full.
He is a desert
you, the oasis
hydrate and keep
the hope of love;
a cruel mirage.
©Assumpta Ozua 2015
I leave a minute part of me in every city that I visit [and love].
While my Bangkok experience differed significantly to the last time I was there some years ago, I was no less sad when leaving Thailand this time, than I was previously.
This trip was noteworthy for three major reasons:
- Bearing witness to my friend from High School marrying the love of her life in one of the most beautiful celebrations I have ever attended
- Being abroad with High School friends I hadn’t travelled with since our trip to Barcelona 8 years ago (we do, however, meet up in the UK)
- Spending time with a friend from University I hadn’t seen in 7 years who happened to be in Thailand at the same time
Beautiful yet bittersweet memories are currently hugging my heart.
Below are some pictures from my last night: