harlee kae

harlee kae Mar 2015

you know i'm not mad at you right?
okay, i admit, in the beginning i was.
but not anymore.
it's just, i can't look at you knowing
that you hold everything i've loved in your hands. it just hurts.
i've always hated change.
and i guess i never learned
how to let go.
so until then i'm sorry
but i'll keep looking at the ground.

harlee kae Mar 2015

Untitled

My hands are perpetually cold,

and I don't know if that's because

of this weather

or because they

never get held anymore.

harlee kae Mar 2015

idgaf

i'm so tired of being harleekae
can i please be someone else
if only for a day
do different things/see new places
travel around/see some different faces
this world wasnt made for me
no not at all
it's built too precariously
set up for me to fall

harlee kae Mar 2015

bumps/bruises

i forgot all the names
i gave to your hurts
and i suppose that's me
moving on

harlee kae Mar 2015

god i miss you

i would cut open my veins
if i could bleed out your wishes

just for a chance
to see you smile
at me

harlee kae Mar 2015

Untitled

and no matter how long it's been
your smile lights me up
cant help it

harlee kae Mar 2015

random assortment

I've come
to the realization
that I will never love
Micky the way that I loved you.
But, I also know that maybe that is fine.
Sure, some days I spend my free time plucking out
eyelashes and trying to get a free wish or two. (or three)
But for the most part, I know that maybe I'm not
meant to love him like I loved you.
No two people are the same,
so how can I give any
two people the
same love?

I'll never love anyone the way that I loved you,
but that doesn't mean I'll never love again.