You have built me up,
Brick by brick.
Than I watched these walls grow
Far above the line of my sight.
Only to lock me
Inside the cage.
I watched you walk away.
Now I'm stuck and I'm evolving
But I yearn for the feel if the wind
Flowing through my feathers.
You stole a piece of me,
And I've grown tired of this cage.
Never has fear felt so friendly.
As I tore down your walls
Found the key to my cage.
I opened my wings and fell.
But that ground just brought back the life in me.
My soul has never flown on its own.
You loved me to ruins
Now I shall rise from the ashes.

It happens
you meet
someone gorgeous
accidentally and....
back home
thinking
that awesome moment
your brain triggers
all pleasure zones and
mind says, only one thing
"Makes This Accident Work"

I AM A LIVING BREATHING HUMAN AND I FEEL SO DEEPLY AND LOVE SO MUCH

BUT YOU CANNOT CLAIM THAT WHENEVER YOU WANT

AND LEAVE ME IN A PUDDLE WHENEVER YOU WANT

AND BE WITH WHOEVER YOU WANT

WHENEVER YOU WANT

WHILE I MOURN THE LOSS OF SOMEONE WHO WILL COME BACK
BUT ONLY TO VISIT
JUST A QUICK VACATION
A QUICK ESCAPE

"i always thought youd be there"

YOU CANNOT! RUN OFF WITH WHOMEVER AND EXPECT ME TO BE THERE WHEN YOU NEED SOMEONE TO FALL BACK ON.

AND IT HURTS. MORE THAN ANYTHING KNOWING I WANT TO BE THERE. I WANT TO HELP. I WANT YOU TO LET ME LOVE YOU.

BECAUSE I DO. SO ******* MUCH.

i am the only once who cares. these girls do not care. your friends do not care. your mother and father care. but i have consistently let you fall on me. and i was crushed in the process

tell them about our first meeting and how you told me i had you at hello. tell them that you saw the wall surrounding me and how I foolishly let you in. tell them about the meetings between traffic lights and wrapped sandwiches. tell them about how I held onto you like I’ve never seen hope before. tell them i used to call you home. tell them you were once every story in my head.

tell them how you were always my first when i was only your second best. tell them how you broke me when i thought i couldn't be more broken than i already was. tell them how I believed you and how you deceived me. tell them about how you told me your favorite colour was white, and how I thought how lovely it was, never realized that it was also the color of your lie when you promised me you will stay.

tell them, you old, sick joke, that for once I thought you loved me.

tell them, and they will know that these rummaging, angry, raging, words are all about you. they will know I pour every scar you’ve left into these words, these last words I pull for you. they will know you were both the hero and the villain. they will know I was a damsel in distress who saved herself. they will know I survived. I always will.

She stole your heart
  without asking,
  —leaving only a dream to chase

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

It was many and many a year ago,
  In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
  By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
  Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
  In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
  I and my ANNABEL LEE;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
  Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
  In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
  My beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
  And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
  In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
  Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
  In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
  Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
  Of those who were older than we—
  Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
  Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
  In her sepulchre there by the sea—
  In her tomb by the side of the sea.

The noon's greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.