These scars won’t come off no matt… Unlike dirt or mud, that simply disappear with a bit o… this filth that covers my skin is… A kind that is not so easily remov…
I wonder what would happen if we just let go. If we let this love
We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
I need someone to sneak up behind me, grab me by the hand, and pull me along beside them.
elegant but chaotic, burdened with the weight of destruction, but stronger because of it. bright, beautiful, with so many shining colors all entangling in a perfect, mesmerizing patter...
I’ve been putting off writing abou… you for months now. I didn’t want to do it, because I felt that
I look at you, and I see you. I see your skin and it sends shivers
It’s the night before Christmas E… Tomorrow morning I’ll be surround… and laughter and warmth. But right now, tonight,
For me, love has always been a heavy, and an urgent thing. It’s always hit me fast and hard,
Your eyes are full of the most beautiful constellations, and I want to memorize every one.
I find it funny that even though I’ve never slept next to you, I still feel the empty spaces where you’re supposed to fit.
Being a poet is not simply being g… It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y… A poet is something that you are. We see the world not as a bunch of…
I am determined to be a woman that wakes up every morning with the fire in her eyes
You want me, you’ve made that very clear. But that’s not enough for me. I don’t want lust, I want love. Do you love me?
Lately, I’ve started to realize that even my blood runs.