I am a good person
Even without my name on the acknowlegdement of donaters in the book
I am beautiful
Even without hundreds of likes and complimenting comments on instagram
I am loved
Even without those birthday shoutout posts on facebook dedicated to me
I am capable
Even without those hiking, travelling and eating-healthy posts on snapchat
Most importantly
I am grateful
Even without those prayer posts thanking Him everytime I feel blessed
Because I'm always grateful for who I am
And I dont need them to tell me that
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
She is gripping her favorite lipstick
It was a gift from one of his trips
And she is asking herself on repeat
‘Should I still be holding onto it?’
She puts down the fork and the knife
on her plate
It was their favorite diner to date
And she whispers to no one
‘Am I really done?’
She is sitting on top of a hill
On the bench where they used to
chill
And she stares at the sunset looking
drawn
‘Shouldn’t I, too, move on?’
She puts her headphones on
It is his favorite classical song
She presses the square-shaped
symbol and let out a sob
‘This needs to stop.’
She is staring at her screen
They are their vacation pictures on
the scene
And on one click, the screen proposes
‘Erase all?’ or ‘Close?’
She is petting a bird
It was their lovely baby parrot
And she opens the cage door
‘I am ready to let go.’
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 5:54 AM UTC
Sometimes you just don't notice things right in front of you
Sometimes you need it pointed out for you to be able to see them
Only then you realize the possibilities
Only then you start to actually look out for them
What I'm trying to say is..
sometimes it's not rejection
sometimes it's oblivion
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 4:18 AM UTC
"I believe in you." Words that water flowers.
-Faudet, M.
I'm not saying
that it will unwilt all the sadness away
That by just saying those words
would magically lift a person to bloom exceedingly
I'm saying
it might at least not **** the very tiny, little hope,
motivation,
reason to live
she has in her heart
I'm saying
at least she won't die
And some day,
when the sun seems a lot brighter
She is gonna thank you for that
-A wilting flower
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 5:59 AM UTC
Only exactly a year after
did I delete all the pictures
And even then felt difficult
It was stupid and pathetic of me
I know
But eyes closed
I deleted them anyway,
hoping the heart would do the same
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 5:16 AM UTC
not a sign of any stars shining in the sky tonight
it's like the sky is, too, grieving
not a sign of any good dreams tonight
it's like the dreammaker is, too, mourning
but the heart, now
doesn't bother about good dreams anyway
probably cause the mind is wandering, carrying along the heart
wandering far
far away from here
to home
to home where everyone is
well not everyone,
not anymore.
goodbye moing, rest well ❤
Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 11:46 AM UTC