It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly, Because we don’t really see ourselves. We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed, Curled up and silent with chests rising and falling with our own rhythm. We don’t see ourselves reading a book, Eyes fluttering and glowing. We don’t see ourselves looking at someone with love and […]Read more "You’re Not Ugly"
Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, Like your hands beneath her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that yours has ever touched. Kiss her with a […]Read more "This Is How You Keep Her"
To the girl who let him go, thank you. Thank you for walking out of his life, for leaving him. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to love him, Do things that would make him, happy, to really keep him. Thank you for hurting him. If not, he wouldn’t have learned something valuable. I will […]Read more "To The Girl Who Let Him Go…"
It’s not that I fear falling in love. I am in love with many things in this world. I love animals, my family, my friends, I love sunsets, along with a lot of things. However, what I do fear is falling so deeply in love with someone and investing my life into theirs, only to […]Read more "The Fear of Falling In Love"
2am is for the poets who can’t sleep because their minds are alive with words for someone who’s not even there. For the alcoholics drinking themselves into amnesia to forget someone who left. 2 am is for the lovers asleep in each others arms. It’s for the lonely. The ones who are in love with […]Read more "2:36am"
I’m a paradox. I want to be happy but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet ambitious. I don’t like myself but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted […]Read more "I’m a paradox"
To the little girl who fell off her bicycle and is now crying… get back up. This is one of the first life lessons you will learn, but one you will never forget. You must always try again even after failure. Each fall only makes you stronger. To the thirteen year old girl crying because […] […]Read more "To The Girl… — Enough"