i was wrong…
Being in solitary i drove into my mind,
those months weren’t a waste,
they were a lesson,
to teach me how to love myself and how to be loved.

-s.r

2018.
taught me about you,
and you taught me how to trust again
how to love,
and life in the moment…
2019.
is teaching me how to trust me,
how to love me,
and how to life in the moment without you,
but, with the people who love me.

-s.r

i cried when we were together and you held me,
i felt so safe in your arms,
your smell,
your voice,
your life….

-s.r