Sep 16, 2016
Looking back and wondering if it could have worked eventually hurts more than trying and failing.
Sep 15, 2016
we walk the paths alley way nights rushing in waves i see a man a beautiful voice how he speaks my name words we say things we’ve done he grabs my head the deepness a kiss so black words couldn’t describe the emotions w…
Sep 14, 2016
The truth is: I was lost in him. I had gone from losing one of the most important people in my life and then losing someone I loved a month later. I wrapped myself in people, in lust, in the idea of love. I met him and …
Sep 13, 2016
The silences weren’t awkward. For me at least. Because I was there in the moment with him.
Sep 12, 2016
They say if the love is true, then it’s easy. But that’s false. Love is complicated. It’s sticky. It’s bliss and it’s a mix of emotions. It’s not easy.
Sep 11, 2016
walls higher than the moon i twirl under brick by brick we dismantel things i used to have now with a bit of insecurity we talk of things what red means colors and thieves a man who stole my heart after i gave him my so…
Sep 10, 2016
Losing someone doesn’t scare me. Death doesn’t scare me. What scares me is the inability to no longer feel the touch of the one you love.
Sep 9, 2016
It takes awhile, but eventually you realize they lost you. You didn’t lose them.
Sep 8, 2016
One day he’ll realize he is and was wrong. But that’s for him to figure out. You can’t change people or make them realize things they don’t want to see.
Sep 7, 2016
Sticks and stones may break my bones but your words were always the hardest.