Take a breath.
Smell the roses,
or whatever other flower
might be blooming
around you.
This is where
you wanted to be once,
and this is where
you’ll want to be again
one day.
Want to be here now,
surrounded by roses.x
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 4:02 PM UTC
She fights against the bitter taste in her mouth
She opens up instead of shutting down
Her blue eyes shine as she shuts them now
She’s a drink I can’t turn down
Her hair dyed red and her laugh so proud
She’s got so many stories she won’t say out loud
If she could see my mind right now,
I know she’d want to meet my mouth
Her end
my start
Her hand
my arm
Her bruises
my scars
My head
her heart
There’s no fault
in our stars.x
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 2:15 PM UTC
It's cliche, because it's repeated.
It's repeated, because it's true.
I could never imagine a life
where love didn't equal you.
You listen when I ramble,
and you respect my views.
When I'm lost and lonely,
you hear me out and see me through.
I never feel like less with you,
yet I never feel like more.
We're equals to the core of us,
and that's what love is for:
To make us feel connected to each other,
to make us feel at home
whether we're on Clermont Dr
or whether we're in Rome.
It's cliche, because it's repeated.
It's repeated, because it's true.
You are the person who taught me love.
Love equals you.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Some sort of heaven
These people, this land
Some sort of heaven
Your hand in my hand.x
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 2:11 PM UTC
The finish line’s so far ahead.
I don’t even know who I’ll be when I get there.
But I’m not gonna run,
put my foot on the gas and
drive past the roses
I could be smelling.
In 20 years time,
I’ll be 38
regardless of whether I spend that time fretting
or getting a view of the sea.
I will always be restless,
always anxious to get to that perfect place
that either doesn’t exist
or is where I am now.x
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC
Love, loyalty, friendship
all promised in a ring.
Shimmering on your hand,
pointed inwards for me.
On one knee in Galway,
I have so much to say.
I’ll just ask, “Will you be
mine on our wedding day?”.x
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC