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From Let me in

I don’t know if it’s better to leave or fix this mistake.
Should I say sorry or just get lost since my presence is
only making you feel worse. If I could I would erase any trail of his hands on me. I would scrape this skin of if it would mean you’ll forgive me.

Moment of weakness was all it took for
me to be knocking on your door, begging you
to let me in. Guess I deserve to be left outside alone.
I just want you to know that I regret everything.
Open up, please let me in.

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Poem #57

Women are like watches. Our hearts
go tick-tock. Every now and then when
someone touches our crown it makes
us go faster than the other clocks. We have
our own time and time zone, a whole new world.

Unfortunately you made her be late,
a whole life time behind other clocks
when you’ve touched the crown and left.

But as I said, it’s a crown. She fixed it
and kept on ticking by herself. Tick-tock,
tick-tock.

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Job interview gone wrong!

Hello guys!
Sorry about the absence today, I just had a lot on my mind and I didn’t have any idea what to post so here I am posting about the “a lot on my mind”. I’ve written in one of my posts that I was supposed to have an interview with a recruiting agency for a job in the UK. I wanted to work as a receptionist.

I was really into going out of Croatia to work but this little interview today completely changed my mind. I was actually left quite disappointed. To tell you the truth I had a feeling like something was going to go wrong but I tried to discard it and stay positive about the whole situation but I should have trusted my intuition.

The interview started out well. The lady from the agency asked me about some of my info and she really loved the fact that I could speak 4 languages. I thought I was off to a really good start and she told me she can send out my CV to different hotels immediately if I was up for it. I told her that I would like to start working as soon as possible.

Then we started talking about my CV. I have only 3 months of experience working as a receptionist and honestly I wasn’t ashamed to write that on my CV but the lady insisted I wrote down I had 8 months of experience. I told her it’s kind of impossible to even write that since I’ve been a student for three years and my receptionist job was a summer job, across Croatia, far, far away from Zadar to which she replied “It’s not like they know where Zadar and  Porec (the city I worked in) are in Croatia”. I was left speechless.

Also, I was supposed to have two letters of recommendation and she told me that I could write them myself because they won’t check them out in the hotel or call my previous employers to ask about me. All of the red lights in my head started to go off. I spent the rest of the interview just nodding my head. She sent me an e-mail with some info she needed from me, including the CV, and one of the things they wanted from me was a copy of my ID. That is a big no for me.

I was just left speechless by the things she asked me to do. I like to believe I have a good moral standard and telling lies on my resume was just against all my beliefs. It’s not that I’m blowing my own horn, but I am a well-educated person, I can speak multiple languages, I have some job experience and I am a fast learner – isn’t that enough to get a job without telling lies and deceiving people?

Anyways, the UK dream is now kind of dead. I am still job hunting but I’ve decided to focus my search on Croatia because after the experience I’ve had I’m a bit scared to try and get a job outside of Croatia. This interview just raised a lot of questions in my head and I just don’t know what to think.

Have you guys had any experiences such as this? Did you go to work abroad? Share some experience or advice.

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Poem #56

The loveless touch she received from him,
the notion that he was thinking about his
ghost from the past while he was falling asleep
by her side. She knows his heart is in another
woman’s bed but still she hasn’t left.

Because of her, she is throwing pillows and
ashtrays across the room every time she sees
him staring at a picture from the past. He still has
the audacity to tell her she’s just making a big fuss.

“Do you still love her” she yells at him when actually
through the tears she only wants to scream
“Why can’t it be me? Why not me?”
She isn’t strong enough to leave, put her out of her misery.

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Poem #55

I told you that every time you came in and went out
of my life that you were taking a part of me. I guess
you were trying to build your own personal puzzle of me.
You stole piece by piece and now you stole the entire me.
You’ve assembled me in your bed, did your little puzzle
and placed me in a frame, covered me with glass.
You like to display me for the people to see what a man
you are for owning every single part of me.

And I just sit there as months go by. You can’t see
my face clearly because you forgot to dust me off.
You were too busy entertaining those passing by
sets of lips to remember the puzzle you did piece by piece.

You only come back to me when you realize none of them
stayed except for me. You only come back to your
puzzle on the wall when you realize I was the only
one who knew you whole and loved you despite your flaws.

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Poem #54

I am a hoarder I don’t know how to let go of anything
I also hoard memories. Some are real ones
and some I made up in order to give myself
reason to still think about you. It makes me feel
as if we are something, even though we were nothing
other but a simple product of circumstances enhanced
by my ability to read too much into everything and to
create a fairytale around a few meaningless moments.

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Poem #53

I can’t write the same poem a million times
in different styles but I still always manage
to find new words to express everything I
feel about you.

You are a river of always flowing inspiration.
You are the power that moves that pen across
the paper. Your smile is the ink forming words,
your kiss is what I need to be an artist.

You are that impulse that kicks me out of
bed in the middle of the night just to scribble down
a line. You are so many things you aren’t even
aware about but one thing you are not is mine.
I just claimed the copyrights to our love and its end.

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