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Trish Jun 2018
I have loved you a thousand ways
For a million days
Or so it feels
And I will love you a billion more
Each day stronger than before
Forever, I will

I have kissed you ten thousand times
And I will never stop trying
To turn you on
I promise to always pursue you
To be the one you can run to
When things go wrong

So as we grow older
The days may turn colder
But I’m here to stay
For all of eternity
I’ll love you with every part of me
Come what may
A little something I wrote for my husband.
Trish Jun 2018
In the shortest of sentences, I feel the weight of your words
The tone
The implications
Even heavier are the words unsaid-
What I read between the lines
Trish Jul 2018
I know it’s unappealing
Watching me self destruct
As I cry for healing
From past betrayals

I know it’s unattractive
My insecurities on display
These fears just won’t give
And they are showcasing my worst parts

It must be so unflattering
This woman’s undoing
A once bright flower, now struggling
Withering in plain view

It is definitely unnerving
To be so vulnerable in your presence
Just bear with me
Through this unpleasant season
Trish Jul 2018
We spend our days obsessing over another’s perception of us
So we filter that perception
And wait for a reaction
Exchanging pictures and words for validation
The value of a thumb is high when you’re seeking approval
Yet the affirmation we desire hides amongst jealousy and contempt
Because the majority are looking to achieve their own acclaim
The process is futile and the result is a facade
Social media can be so unhealthy. It’s strange to watch people you know struggle to be someone else.
Trish Oct 2018
There exists certain songs
That carry along
Distant memories

When I hear that tune
Feelings resume
Unexpectedly

My emotions take control
Like they’ve been locked inside my soul
With no escape

So I sing with everything I have
And let the music take me back
To that place

When life was simple
My worries were little
And I was carefree

Or to one of life’s many troubles
A reminder of that struggle
Yet still, I sing

Because the times that I’ve had
Through the good and the bad
The joy and the strife

Can more or less be retold
Through the music I chose
The soundtrack of my life

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