Bookish Musings

  “This post contains affiliate links. If you purchase through these links, I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you. Thank you for supporting Bookish Musings!” My first 5-star read of 2025! Omg, I am so in love 🥹 I don't read much sapphic romance, but this has been on my Kindle for about a year. So glad I decided to read it. I was struggling to find a great romance read, and Frankie delivered with this one.  I adore Caroline and Basil so much! There is not one thing I disliked about either of them. Especially Caroline stole my heart. She is so incredibly sexy, mature, smart, and everything else. Their romance, both in and out of the bedroom, had me giggling and kicking my feet.  The side characters were all amazing too. I hated Basil's mother at first, but it was nice to understand her reasoning by the end of the book. The sapphic olympics, by the way! We need those in real life. And also Sapphire Isle needs to be a real place :) It was such a fun read with...

Love doesn’t always need words. Sometimes, it lingers in the spaces between. Here is a short story of such love 💖 I had managed to fall in love with an innocent. She laughed without a care, clinging to me as if I were her only comfort. Her eyes twinkled when we spoke. Mine did too, perhaps. I was in love, after all. My heart raced each time she was near. I hoped for a little more. Beneath the smile, I yearned for something more. I never said anything, though. It was a secret for me to keep. She was innocent, unaware of how much I loved her and how her presence and existence improved mine. Each time her arms wrapped around me, my heart thudded in response. I wanted to reach out, too. But I couldn’t. Not yet. Not when I had so much on my shoulders. Some days, it was easier to pretend. Play the game I had played for years. But sometimes, when she looked at me, smiling and happy, the words barely managed to stay behind my lips. I wanted to say them. I couldn’t. Every song we listened to w...

A little poem about self-reflection :) I have learned to write about my feelings Talking has never been my strong suit I would rather write a novel about my life As opposed to talking about it with others It might seem like I am so good at expressing But I am more messed up in the head than you Because though I might know how I am feeling I could never be brave enough to tell you things We would be in such a different yet happy place If I knew how to confess instead of writing down I tried not to ignore people without an explanation But I have always sucked at telling them how I feel Miles away from you, I am writing this on a paper Rather than writing it in a message directed to you I don't have any other reason than that I am stupid And scared of hurting you more than I already have I know you want to know so I am trying my best Confessing all my secrets and pain without fear Though I am not the very best at talking right now Maybe one day I would be a better person for you Pleas...

A little poem about my 2AM thoughts on those lonely nights :) 2 AM is generally when I think about you And everything you did to break my heart Yet all I would remember are the good days When we loved each other despite the odds The quiet night allowed me to think clearly To indulge in the pure happiness of the past  But it also allowed me to think about you And how I have lost the privilege to have you I would look at the moon and see your face And the smile of yours that made me smile I would try to smile because of those days Then I would remember that you have left 2 AM is when sleep seems miles away That's when I can't stop thinking about you I spend my nights hoping for sleep and you Still, the next day, the spot beside me is empty Does 2 AM bring back memories for you too? I’d love to know what thoughts keep you up at night. Share in the comments! If you enjoyed this poem, you might also like - Only You - A Sapphic Poetry Book