You don't always
need a plan

sometimes you need
to just breathe

trust

let go

and see
what happens

It's crazy
because I don't even know
when you became so important
to me

It's like watching a snowstorm

You see the flakes falling
you don't realize how
they're adding up

The suddenly your whole lawn is
covered

Your soulmate is not someone that
comes into your life
peacefully

It is who comes to
make you question things

who changes
your reality

somebody that marks a
before and after
in your life

It is not the human being
everyone has idealized

but an ordinary person
who manages to
revolutionize your world
in a second...

Put yourself in my place
for just one day

Watch all the colors in your spectrum
fade grey

More aware than ever
that I might never
be calm again

And it shakes every ******* bone
Trying to do the right thing
on my own

One day, whether you
are 14,
28,
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will even come to find--

is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives

For a moment
I was distracted

Books always did that to me

I liked the creamy pages
the smell of ink

all the secrets locked inside

There once was a young girl with green eyes
who wore her soft blond hair
in braided pigtails

at the age of seven
she watched her older sister
stand in front of the mirror before school
and pinch her stomach with a disgusted face
          neither of them ate breakfast that morning

at the age of nine,
she watched her older brother
make fun of a girl with glasses
for reading on the bus
          she went home and hid all her books
          in the attic

at the age of twelve,
she watched the older girls at school
with straight hair and short skirts
put makeup on in the bathroom
and discuss how boys would only like you
if you looked perfect, like them
          the next day she arrived with red lips,
          short shorts, and no braided pigtails

at the age of fourteen,
she watched her father hit her mother for the first time
her mother cried when she saw her standing in the doorway
and told her daddy didn't mean it
          the next year, she told herself that
          her boyfriend didn't mean it, either

at the age of sixteen,
she was paper thin and empty
with straight blond hair, red lips
purple flesh and lifeless green eye
          while staring at the reflection
          in the bathroom mirror
          she thought to herself
          "at least I'm normal"