Smiling in my silent screaming pain,
It's like pushing the wall of hope in vain,
Then my heart aches to the bone,
Freezing me in the room to be alone.

Your reasons and explanations for treating me poorly do not negate my feelings toward it.

Maturing is realizing an apology for how you made the other person feel is more important than being in the right.

You always were bad at swallowing pills.

“ I don’t know if I will emerge stronger, weaker, or as someone entirely new—but I do know that once again, I face this alone.”

Why do you always test the limits of my patience?
I step back in silence, in measured withdrawal,
as I retreat, a whisper escapes..."she likes me too"
And still, you pull me back, only to let go
Is this the dance we are doomed to repeat?

We fall, linger, circling the truth
Too egoistic to surrender, too wary to owe
the silence mirrors ours, hasty and  never reaching
never daring to shatter the lie of you and I

Nor a lover, nor a friend, refusing to be strangers
remains of wanting and waiting
the fondness drains to frustration,
Not with a storm, nor with the truth
But with the quiet death of something we never let live

princess, I have an acre, a world, a universe
the capacity, resource, to love you
the only barrier that I couldnt go through
is you not letting me
yet I know
u want to

men, usually
come off as cold,distant, & strong

yet the room radiated with the warmth of your existence
a space was not present between I and your adoration for closure
your vulnerability has been the strongest ability I've witnessed

for that, I've acknowledge
that you are for me

Don't be jealous of
someone being favored

you are also in grace

Discovering grace
what creates happiness

It is the way to happiness.

why should i write
for you to enjoy

i write
to keep my feet on the floor