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I don’t know much but I do know this. Life won’t be perfect. I mean, when has it ever been? But I promise you, It will be good again. LL~
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And when they leave like that Every single word they ever spoke that made you fall in love Is but ashes carried away along with them in the wind.. LL~
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I just wanted to love you Every fucked up beautiful part of you But your fear wouldn’t let me LL~
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~Unfinished~ the art of forgetting is not art at all to paint over the between, the end, the fall blanking over, blotting out the pretty memories, the plentiful doubt a white blank canvas it can never be crumpled, tattered, barely clean but underneath the heart will beat it’s darkened chambers full of memories of
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This is not poetry. This is a confession. One for my own sanity. I am a smart woman. I am logical. I am realistic. I think with my head but I trust my heart. My intuition is crazy accurate and I do not miss much. And now that time has passed, my mind goes back
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It’s funny how the further from the heartbreak and hurt, the more you see all the things you missed. All the times my gut told me you were up to no good and you layered lie upon lie and made me think the weight and the
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i give you mine you borrow theirs i offer you heaven you long for hell LL~
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If you only knew how many times I wanted to get drunk just to have an excuse to text you and ask you why I wasn’t enough .. LL~
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My heart tells me you’ve found another or gravitated back to old, dangerous flames just to feel the burn. That’s all you know. And all I know is I still feel the same about you even if I have moved on too. I can’t suffocate the fire in me. But, I’ll keep trying.. forever searching
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And what I need is not just anyone.. I need someone to catch and hold the glimmer of hope in eyes that’ve gotten used to looking away. Someone who hears the words I cannot find within me to speak. Someone determined enough to see the gentle shaking of my hands and reach eagerly anyway.. No,
The Blood & The Bones 