They’d waited too long to say

“I love you”.

3 words. 3 syllables.

Yet they held millions of emotions unspoken.

and now that they’d done it, they wouldn’t,
couldn’t, stop

they told each other all the time. In the end of the argument and before the good news.

In the middle of the storm, even though it was hard to see, and after, when the raging winds had settled on a breeze

before the rising sun turned the sky pretty colors and after it flickered out and faded away into the dark

Underneath the stars that their love had been etched into

There was no love until death for them. Because it would never stop. Their love was beyond. It rose above any border that would dare to try and stop it. There was no finish line

because they were each other’s end game.  
-L.R

i've been feeling too many feelings lately and most of the time when that happens i end up writing something but i can't think of anything that could possible convey the chaos i'm feeling right now.

- a.g.

I used to hide my sadness,
Now I don’t have any
I used to be tense all the time,
Now I am relaxed
I used to be a dreamer,
Now I am a doer
I used to rush through things,
Now I enjoy every moment
I used to surround myself with people,
Now I have true friends
I used to be self-conscious,
Now I don’t care what they think
I used to choose my favorite color
Now I choose the rainbow
I used to stand in the spotlight,
Now I help others getting ready backstage
I used to be perfect,
Now I am not.