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There was a girl you knew once that you called the love of your life. You told her all the time that she was special. But, in the end, you didn’t treat her that way. She was special though. Not because of the way she looked but because of the way that she was and…
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You’ll ignore this like all the other messages but I pray one day these things won’t bother me anymore. I can’t help the way I’m built and what effects my heart. If I could, I would’ve changed ages ago. May you never feel as if you were wiped out and replaced the way I do.…
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I have buried it deep within me. The things they’ve done. But, I wear it unintentionally in my demeanor. Its an armor I never asked for. I’d remove it but when I try to touch it it comes alive. And I’ve only ever really showed it to one. I know he didn’t mean to but,…
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If I am broken Then let it be For my pieces Lay scattered Catching sunlight Soaking in the warmth Their edges smoothed By the elements Learning to reflect The beauty of light And blanket The darkness And they will know When it’s time To find their fit For these shattered parts Shall reunite And the…
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When you’re on the road or with those people you share your life stories with and they ask you about me I hope you tell the truth. They should know who they rub elbows with. I hope you tell them you’re the worst kind of monster. One who wears the mask of a kind soul…
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The air is cooler Our July nights are long gone And I had hoped for autumn sunsets Reflected in green eyes But as the crisp sets in And the days shorten As the stars seem closer And our hands get colder You have let me go For the last time Like the leaves on the…
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I won’t try anymore. I love you enough to let you go.
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And after writing all those words and letting you back in again, I lost you anyway. But, let’s be honest. You were never mine to begin with. A woman can give her all to someone and it won’t matter if he has nothing to give in return. I wasn’t even worth a goodbye.
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Excuse me while I purge…. ….as I have so many words inside me right now. They are bubbling up into my chest, spilling out into my rib cage. My heart is enclosed within them and I can feel them in my throat as if I’m choking. You came back. That’s all I’ve been able to…
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so, now I promise to find you again for a heart does not have to be full for a hand to be held. And, so maybe I’ll pretend if even just for a night. LL.