i hate that i remember
the taste of your lips against mine
and how i miss those soft sheets
tangled between our bodies

i hate that days have passed
and you haven't pressed
your lips against mine
and your sheets are cold and empty

and when you're tangled
with those sheets all by yourself
you do not even think twice
about the my warmth

- *CPM

i do not need you
to fill the parts of me
you think are empty

i am mine
and i am more full
than i have ever been

- *CPM

my body became his pit stop
foolishly, i opened up pieces of me
that he stored shortly
before he left them crumbled
on his night stand

i remember what he said clearly,
lies coated with thick honey
he was sweet only for a second
his words felt like sugar all over me
he always came back for a taste
but I do not taste the same since then

- *CPM

i have traded my self love
for his i love you

i had no idea i was covering up
his own insecurities with
ever bit of affection and forgiveness i had left.

countless times have i mistaken
his jealousy for thinking i was loved.
i didn't know that jealousy
was a prison he voluntarily stays in.
i didn't know i was already held captive
until he dangled the key right in front of me.

- *CPM

i keep running towards the sun
but the person i don't want to be
is my shadow.

- *CPM

CPM

home is not
him, her, & them
home is where
your mind, soul, & heart
connects to make you whole

you are your own home.
your bones are shields.
your smile is the sun
seeping through these
curtains every hour of the day,
and when these days are coming to an end
your garden has already grown
the most beautiful flowers.

to believe home is everything
but yourself is asking for a disaster
to break down the walls
you have been building for years.
home never lies in the hands
of another but your own.

- *CPM