This girl, this blue eyed girl.
She makes me smile when
I think I just can't.
When my world crumbles to pieces
She's there to help me pick them up.
When everything seems like heaven
She keeps me grounded.
If I had to use
Only three words for her:
Beautiful.
Amazing.
Perfect.
But words couldn't describe
The way she makes me feel.
How my heart still speeds up
When she smiles.
How my mind races
When she says "I love you". Words can't describe
Something that can only be felt.
It's been an amazing year @jenna_joensen
Here's to many, many, more

This is not about you anymore
Not about your heavens, paradise and hell
This is not about your late night thoughts stuck at the back of my ear where you left them
This is not about your cravings, no
Not about the things you crave when it's 3 in the morning
This is not about your eyes getting caught stealing glances my way
This is not about the way your lips curl when you say my last name
This is not about how you carved promises of hope on my skin,
leaving me exposed for the rest to devour
This is not about holding me too tight I felt you slipping away
This is not about you leaving me alone and crushed to my bones

This is about my paradise, my better place
This is about my thoughts too clouded I cannot even see them,
let alone decipher
This is about my confusion, my dusty corners
and shadows at 3 in the morning
This is about how I gave myself time to heal
from all the words you left me with
This is about the baby steps, each one I took led me far from you
This is about being okay with that
This is about me

(Realizing now that this was never about you
Accepting that this was always just about me)

On a chilly January night we snuck onto a playground.
We played truth or dare and laughed about the area being way too dark,
We questioned if maybe it wasn't safe to be in the park.
It was genuine, quiet; with nothing to hear but sirens, the sound of a soft breeze and our heartbeats
But, it didn't bother you or I.
Our shivering bodies wrapped in blankets,
we seemed to forget we were cold in the first place when our lips moved in perfect symmetry.
When I heard those honest and reassuring words you spoke as you held my hand in your car,
I felt like the walls so carefully built from my past regrets weren't being broken, but instead you were helping build a small gate,
To which only you have the key


and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Never have I felt as alone as when you're beside me.

Dancing through a field of white flowers.
Doing nothing more than whiling away the hours.
I sit in the grass as I wait for your return,
but suddenly, the field started to burn.
White flowers begin to catch light,
and the birds of the world being to take flight.
That's when I realize that you are not coming,
and suddenly, I find myself running.
I run in the direction I think I'll find you,
but am left wondering if your love is true.
I can't understand why you left me here
but I understand that I love you, my dear

It's 1:24 AM and I still remember you telling me we would last forever

1:25 AM and i can still feel your breath on my shoulder when you would beg me to stay

It is very rare
To live in the moment.

At any given time
We find ourselves
Thinking about the past
Or planning for the future.

To live in the moment
Is the most beautiful
Feeling;
Because you remember
Every sound,
Smell and touch,
And have memorised
Every crease on your lover's palm.

And for days,
Months
And even years,
You will live in that moment

Until time drains the colour
Of that memory,
Like a used cloth,
And you have to find
Another moment to live in.

I think I loved you most the winter your heating was broken
And we’d stay inside all morning
Pretending to complain that we couldn’t get out of bed
Our clothes becoming little islands on the floor,
Ones that we could not quite find the courage to visit

Your hand stayed glued to my hip,
Your breath warming my shoulder
Like a long drag of whiskey
That kind that had a home so far away,
In a glass bottle on top of your refrigerator.
The one that would not be opened
Until that fateful day in February,
When everything went wrong

And on that unbearable night
When you joked that you’d freeze to death if I left you
There was a long silence
Like it might be true.

Now it’s warm enough
That I show too much skin when sitting in bars
And you avoid me like the plague,
Whispering in any girl’s ear that’s near to you
Every time you see me watching out of the corner of your eye

We should have stayed inside when the ice began to melt
Because I think
When those doors opened and we finally ventured outside
The world had changed,
And so had you and I.