I am strong when I am sad.
But this is not how I feel.
If my dust-speckled, sunflower eyes
Are your heaven,
Then you know the things I see
When I'm alone
Like grainy black and white films

You see, when I was with you
And we were alone
And the lights were dim
And everything had settled,
There was no time for dust to
Sparkle across my doubts
It was only us

Now I have only time,
Time to think about your cornflower eyes
Time to think about the way it felt to be kissed
Time to wonder if I'm wasting all my time
And I swore I needed this,
I swore I needed time

When the words fail to escape my lips I will brand them on my skin so that every time you look upon them you remember this body loved you.

I've come to realize looking into a mirror and expecting perfection is stupid. My eyebrows may not look the same, and my nose may curve upward and slightly to the left, i could point out all my flaws, but im not. Instead I'll look into the mirror and say, "my mouth is kind and my eyes are bright. I am a art form of cool lines and curves and blessed to have two feet to take me traveling onward."