I was lost
Adrift in a sea of emptiness
then I found you, girl, like a secret I was never meant to keep.
Now you burn through me, wild and alive,
a slow fire under my skin I can’t out-run or hide.
Your name is a spark I carry in quiet flame,
pulling me closer every time I hear it again.
We meet in secret where no one can see,
like the world was never meant for you and me.
We must hide what we feel from the world outside,
but it only grows louder every time I try.
The world can’t know, but I want to shout it through air,
like I’m overflowing with you everywhere.
With you I feel safe, I can finally be real,
soft in my truth, in everything I feel.
So I stay in this fire, I don’t want to escape
because loving you, girl, is a beautiful flame.
Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 12:33 PM UTC
I was lost
adrift in a sea of emptiness
then I found you girl
like a secret I was never meant to keep,
now you burn through me, wild and alive,
a slow fire under my skin that won’t sleep,
your name on my lips like a quiet spark,
and I don’t pull away, I lean in closer,
as if we’re always in a secret meeting
meant only for the heart to know,
we must hide our love from the world,
The world can’t know
But I want to shout it out to them
but it still breaks through every wall I had
with you I feel safe, I can be vulnerable,
and I stay,
because loving you, girl, feels like fire I don’t want to escape.
Apr 15
Apr 15, 2026 at 12:03 PM UTC
I was there just softer tonight,
Drifting behind a quieter light.
No one took me, I’m still near,
Just harder to see, but always here.
You almost felt me in the sky,
In every silent, searching sigh.
Leave your window open wide… Tomorrow, I won’t hide
No I won't hide from you
I’ll come back soft with the morning light,
A quiet warmth, a gentler sight.
Not far away, not truly gone,
Just here with you, like early dawn.
In little things, in air, in sky,
In every calm and passing sigh.
You won’t have to wonder where
I’ll be close. I’ll be there.
I love you
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 5:54 PM UTC
She walks through the world in borrowed strength,
a quiet warrior stitched together by everything she’s survived.
But when she comes home, everything changes.
She shrinks into someone she barely recognizes
a shadow dimmed by his indifference
You know what it feels like?
She goes to work and becomes someone capable, respected, alive.
But the moment she crosses the threshold of their home,
she feels herself slipping away.
I take off that person, she thinks,
and become this scummy version of myself just to live here with him
and I hate it.
He doesn’t yell; he doesn’t have to.
His indifference is sharper than any blade,
the way he looks through her
like she’s background noise or clutter,
like she’s already disappeared.
She remembers the exact moment her worth cracked
not a fight, not a dramatic moment,
just the quiet, feel of not being loved
that made her question her value,
her sanity,
her right to be seen.
Now she carries soft, hidden scars
no one else notices.
She moves through the house like a ghost
in a life she never meant to live.
But beneath all that shrinking,
beneath the weight of being invisible to a man
who treats her like she’s nothing,
there’s still a spark he could never smother.
A stubborn, fragile light
that whispers to her when she’s finally alone:
“You were always more
than he ever made you feel.”
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 5:44 PM UTC