When I met him on a rainy afternoon the air smelt like gardenias. My black oxford pumps were soaked from accidentally stepping on a puddle, and the tiny yellow umbrella I held up barely saved me from the chilly rain. When I met him on a rainy afternoon, the sky was pink and blue. I was starving and almost craving to smell the stuffy scent of my closed up home's small living room. When I met him on a rainy afternoon, his son held my feet out of the blue and called me 'mum'. He rushed out of the restaurant only seconds later, his cheeks a pale flushed hue. When I met him one day on a rainy afternoon, he looked up into my eyes and apologized. And inside my head, I thought to myself... what a lovely way to meet a lovely man on such a lovely rainy afternoon. ••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-••••••-•••••• 1st Draft - 15/03/18 2nd Draft - 08/08/20 Published : 28/08/21 | Paperback & Kindle Cover : Sierra Po Trailer : boba

Dear Life, Long time, no see... Letters written to a lost life Highest ranking #1 in poetry on 28-5-'18 Sequel - Letters to Life: Letters written to a loved life First place winner in The Butterfly Fly Away awards First place winner in The Golden Star Awards Second place winner in Book Review Center's Summer awards

My heart spoke. I listened. I wrote.

These are all original (: this is a collection of my poems for when I have spare time to write them! * * * Thank you for all the reads, comments and votes! I love you all, please try stay positive :) Much love, Chloe xx * * * Cover: Oh my goodness, I made this so long ago now xD Highest rank : #112 in Poetry!

Here are some thoughts I wrote down, usually late at night. Mostly about him. Sometimes about life. Read if you want to, react if you want to. It's just here because I feel like I need them to be somewhere. Somewhere to be found. Somewhere to be remembered. In case somebody ever cared, here is it. Thats me. Thats how I am. Oh and by the way, you would lose your mind trying to understand mine. ✰

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

"On the path of searching you, I've found my self"

Still waiting for someone to hug my soul Love yourself before loving others Express your deepest feelings now, maybe you don't have the time you imagine (Hope you enjoy it 🤗)