I think I finally grieved all that I needed to last night; sat on the balcony for what felt like hours, cried out pain I've clung onto. I yelled at God for abandoning me, prayed for protection of my life, asked the universe to spare me. I let out all the frustration and fear, all … Continue reading When It All Comes Crashing Down.
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Maybe I’m a Little in My Feels
When I met you, I suddenly wanted more. Like a switch flipped and I wanted the just-because flowers, and the forehead kisses, and the late night phone calls, and the hand holding, and even the idea of slow dancing in the kitchen of my apartment. Now, I crave the present and the future and the … Continue reading Maybe I’m a Little in My Feels
Forest Fire
I found peace in the arms of a man who carefully wrapped himself around me, kissed the top of my head and whispered, "I'm so lucky to have you, baby." Should I ever lose his presence, that moment sparked something in me. I'm not longer a small ember, but a whole damn forest fire.
Can You Tell Me This Is Real?
I'm scared I'll lose you before I ever get you in my arms, and I don't know how to work through that. You tell me I'm everything you've ever wanted, but what if I say the wrong thing and you decide I'm not? How do I process losing someone I never got the chance to … Continue reading Can You Tell Me This Is Real?
Papito
He tells me I'm not fucked up, that things were out of my control and I'm just "delicate." He tells me he loves my laugh, that he loves everything about me and I'm just "perfect." He tells me he wants to make me happy, that I deserve to be treated with respect and I'm trying … Continue reading Papito
“What Are You Looking For?”
I just want long summer nights laying on a blanket in a flower field, with my head on the chest of a man who adores me, while we gaze up at the stars we're made of. I just want warm, sunny days racing down the sandy beach to the ocean with him chasing behind and … Continue reading “What Are You Looking For?”
Revelation
Image courtesy of Mara Dyer I'm good at getting lost inside my head, convincing myself of untruths others spew; that I'm not pretty enough, thin enough, good enough. That I'm too much at times I shouldn't be, or I get excited over the dumbest things. I get hurt by the comments I'm too passionate, that … Continue reading Revelation
Artistry
Image courtesy of enki22 You paint colors in the sky that I've never seen, and play music in my ears that I've never heard. I try to close my eyes and cover my ears, but the artistry is far too mesmerizing. I try to resist the temptation, but I want nothing more than to drown … Continue reading Artistry
Fire & Female 