Photographs

There’s a Polaroid photo on my desk that I look at everyday. It is the memory of one of my favourite days in this city, that was once a foreign land, and now a place I call my own. There’s another photo in my wallet that I take with me wherever I go. When the…

Will you hug me?

Will you hug me? Will you hug me through the pain and hold me through the night? Will you hug me when I’ve got my demons to fight? Will you hug me through darkness, will you hug me through sins Will you hug me while I search for answers within? Will you hug me through…