The sunniest season also gets rain so if you have a bad day, remember that it's the rain that waters your hopes and dreams, similarly the bad days make the good ones that much sweeter.
We're slowly growing apart, and I'm just waiting for the day, you don't reply.
Communication series pt 3. Saddest part is knowing that there will come a day where some other guy will take all of you away, leaving me in the dust... pondering on what could've been.
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Do you ever feel as if there are moments that force you to disconnect? Moments like these. Perched on a stoop. Sun peeking through pregnant spring clouds. Rain Drops, Bellowing for hope Change Growth Newness. Do you ever feel, as if, you’re, too connected, to the world?
If I were to say, "I am not okay," Everything would become too real, Although maybe I'd be able to feel.
Communication series Part 2. I guess it's hard to admit that you're not doing okay but, that's okay. Communicate the way you do and the ones who matte shall stick around.
As a spring baby I believe that spring is a time to start afresh; shed the ones who don't add value anymore and add value to the ones who weren't shed.
Today, I open the news to find my headlines filled with stories on men beating, ******, Killing women. To you, I hope you get the justice you deserve. Not from us humans, but from the Almighty above...
we spend our time, looking at the ground, hoping to touch the stars.
we, as a people, are always looking into the earth. i am here to tell you; look up. you're beautiful. you're amazing. reach those dreams. touch that sky.
People come to me, Broken, Filled with insecurities And once I show you the Queen who's meant to be, You throw me aside, For another brother, Who will never appreciate what I've seen, But I continue, Along my journey, To My Queen, Who will appreciate Me
The moon caught the sea kissing the sky, The affair not at night But their love bright And as the moon watched their raging love Swell, Crash, Break, He watched His lover, In the embrace of another.
2/ i still don't know how many for my "Elemental Series." Your waiter will bring out your order soon but i hope you're enjoying.
The moon kissed the sea one night Clear. Air crisp and cool. Their moment short. Their symphony sweet. And all was right with the world, A moment of silence. Still. Stretched over a thousand lifetimes But as their time came to an end, The sea began to swell Crash And break Not because their moment was over But for a lover she knew she’d Never See Again.
1/ as many as needed for my "Elemental Series." Enjoy.
The men of this world Have broken, Beaten, Shattered, Women in our time. But from the ashes And the shattered souls left behind, A new man will arise To treat women right To show the old man the light.
you said you "couldn't afford the abortion," yet the 'ace of spades' was cheap, i know you look at me with mourning. i know, i have become your burden.
Their symphony, Simple. Two butterflies dancing in the wind. Getting close, Never touching. Their distance too near, Their music too short, Their Song Over.
you are a butterfly. you shift and grow into something more beautiful than you were. a flap of your wing can cause eruptions on the other side of the world. so fly wise. fly free. you beautiful butterfly. :)
I am an open book For those who like to read But because I am free I can quite easy bleed And with my tough skin laid flat You again rip out my heart And once more An open book With no parts.