Jul 7, 2015
We must make tough decisions to see if it’s worth it in the end.
Jul 5, 2015
It was perfect, but perfection is terrifying.
Jul 4, 2015
He was quite lovely and I was quite lonely, so I mixed letters and assumed it would work.
Jul 4, 2015
i have not a poem a word or thoughts we held a rail talked of openness miles upon queries moments we subconsciously treasure our faces held walls legs to fall we twirled for days lusted and twisted and killed in ways we…
Jul 4, 2015
tips of your fingers the nimble hand upon your chest heart below my hand i loved his handles, the hallway conversation how we held without thoughts lusted our lobes drove upon closed roads we melted our love swam for al…
Jul 4, 2015
Some days I wonder if I stopped writing about him, if I’d love him a little less.
Jul 3, 2015
under the moon moments of you the waves, the soulful sea arms and dusk how we wade for thee his crush, her tide nature rings and sleeps kills and creeps yet lies beneath touching the soul molding bones creating a body o…
Jul 3, 2015
Maybe I hold on for too long, but maybe you don’t hold on for long enough?
Jul 2, 2015
It’ll always be mine, but it’ll always be your heart.
Jul 1, 2015
I’ve spent awhile trying to figure out where I’m going and the only thing I’ve come to realize is it doesn’t matter where, it’s how I get there.