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Maybe right now it seems that, when the time comes, she will be easy to let go of. But, one evening, as you sit alone and the clock hands reach for 8 pm. Your heart finally vacant of what you needed to let go of and your eyes fixed on the Savannah sunset slowly bleeding
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I said fuck the noise like I had a choice But, here in my mind, it’s all just static And now maybe I see life In the grey you always talked about Showing me just what should’ve been LL~
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If there was such a thing as unconditional love then this was surely it. For I loved you through the beautiful lies and words that you made sound like poetry. I loved you when I was just a warm body and someone who would always answer when she wouldn’t. I loved you as the only
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You take a chance. You fall. You know love can be the most beautiful feeling. It can fill you up with butterflies. And, sometimes, it can hurt so bad you feel like your insides are exposed. Like your heart is just a raw beating muscle sitting outside your body and your ribs are just an empty
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It’s been a couple of weeks since you tried to come back again. Though your words seemed sincere, I knew your heart wasn’t in it. I knew your life was not ready to be the glitter that settled on the ground. You are still floating in the sunlight. Finding the place where you will fall
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And that’s when I knew you really didn’t love me anymore. Goodbye.
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I share what inspires me. It may not be applicable to this moment. It may just be beautiful. I write what I’m feeling, what I’ve felt, what I struggle with and what I desire. I am inspired by so much around me. And I am constantly in awe of the talent I have encountered and
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Come back to me soon. I need our Sundays in bed with your body weighing down on me. I need you now even more than ever. The words of those who come and go always show me just how beautiful and uncomplicated the right kind of love can be. LL~
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You say you just lose interest. Ok. That’s fine. Honestly, I lost it awhile ago. I lost interest in the back and forth. In the careless handling of a good heart. In the letting the mind always cast shadows on the heart. In the letting the maybe of ready rob you of the certainty of
The Blood & The Bones 