You cannot tell her she's beautiful,
You cannot tell her you love her,
You cannot tell her she's your world
When she's at her best moments.

You may only tell her those things,
If you're ready for her to have those off days,
If you're ready for her to not always wear makeup,
If you're ready to deal with her mood swings,
If you're ready for her to be clingey some days and distant others,

You cannot tell her any of the pretty little comments,
Unless you can handle her
Alone at two A.M.
As she's struggling with life,
And wondering why

She is not enough to win her own internal battles

You are sunlight
glinting through raindrop prisms



*a weeping angel

if today has taught me anything
it’s that I’m going to need you every day this week

give me a gold dress
to match my soul

Dear
with you
It’s like time slows
ever so slightly
And the world opens up for me
you add a little bit of flame to my star
I grow each time I see you
How else do I tell you I love you?

Yeah, I’m fine
actually
I’m in a pool
one inch of Ok
Face down
Thumbs up
Yeah, I’m ok
drowning in that one inch
that used to be four
It’s draining away
But still sometimes
I feel face down in OK