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Katy Nicole Dec 2013
To the boy who wants to travel the world.

I remember being younger and spinning my globe around with my fingertips touching the equator. I remember thinking that I wanted to go everywhere. I wanted to step on every patch of land, swim in every drop of ocean, and look up at every single cloud in the sky. But then I got older, and I realized how harsh and cynical this world could be. I got older and wondered if I would never even step foot out of my hometown in fear of what else was out there.

To the boy who wants to travel the world.

I hope it's beautiful. I hope that it gives you chills in your spine and provides new breath in your lungs. I hope you get knocked down--hard. But I hope you have the courage to get right back up and keep moving on. I hope you find a new perspective looking at life through the under glass of a broken bottle. I hope you meet people who touch your life in tender ways, because I know you'll touch everyone else's.

To the boy who wants to travel the world.

There's going to be downsides to every situation, no matter where you are. There will be consequences from roaming in any area. But I will tell you this. If traveling was easy, every human being would do it. There will be days that you'll just want to hide under the covers, but I know that you'll keep pushing on.

To the boy who wants to travel the world.

You are beautiful. You are beautiful and don't you ever forget that. No matter what side of the world you're on, no matter how many miles or mere inches are separating us, none of that matters. But what does matter is that I love you. And I want you to be happy. So travel the world until your heart is content, and I truly do hope that you find what you're looking for.

(Even if you're just looking for yourself.)
607 · Jan 2014
Closed Doors
Katy Nicole Jan 2014
I want to cry and scream into your chest.
I want to yell profanities that you'll never forget.
But I want you to be beside me in the morning, so I'll refrain.
I'll cry in the shower and scream into pillows.
I'll self destruct behind closed doors.
(Because after all, that's what I'm good at).
It's time for me to learn that it's okay to break down and be alone.
I'm stronger than I was in the past.
I will bend, but I refuse to break this time.
I will not let him win.
401 · Dec 2013
Just For Fun
Katy Nicole Dec 2013
I want to kiss every knuckle of your hand.
I want to kiss every bruise you've ever had.
I want to kiss the outline of your mouth.
Just for fun.

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