One day, you will meet someone who will break down all of your walls and stare into the depths of who you are. They will see the bruises on your soul. They will see the puncture wounds on your heart. They will hear about all the terrible things you've done, and you will expect them... Continue Reading →
Enough
You don't have to be pretty enough Or cool enough You do not have to turn your body into an amusement park You do not have to be holy enough Or quiet enough Or agreeable enough Or good enough You do not have to pretend your needs don't exist for fear of being too much... Continue Reading →
Give In
I can't quit you. You hurt me You come crawling back You love me You won't leave But you won't stay My heart is so strong, but you break down its walls and leave me defenseless I'm a fool Your fool You tell me I'm the strongest woman you know I think it's only so... Continue Reading →
The First Kiss
There were no butterflies / No fireworks / Just a welcomed peace / slowing the chaos of my restless heart / Where I heard a small but definitive voice / That said, "This is the love you've waited your whole life for." The First Kiss
Loving Me
Why did I end things, you ask? Because I was in love with you And you were in love with you And someone had to love me
To the scared little girl inside
Dear scared hurt little girl, I love you. It's very important that you know that. You have been hurt a lot by people that you trusted and you want to protect yourself and that's okay. No one else protected you so you had to protect yourself. Boundaries are okay when you are unsure or feel... Continue Reading →
i will never love again
i will never again love on accident/my heart has been broken and it's tender/it can no longer take the impact of two souls colliding blindly/in the dark/not knowing what hit them/each not knowing where the other came from/limbs wrapped around hearts/wrapped around passion/wrapped around pain/like the hard mangled kiss of two bumpers crashing in the... Continue Reading →
The Death Of My Father
My dad passed away. It's been 9 months since his funeral, and it still hasn't really hit me. I'm honestly hoping someday it will. Some days I sit in the silence of my space and say over and over again "My dad died, My dad's dead. My dad’s dead. He’s dead. He’s gone." I don’t... Continue Reading →
The blues and other hues of a brown eyed girl 