Thinking about you between meetings, Between meals, between showers, Between random scrolling on the internet, Makes me giddy and profoundly safe.
Lately may have been hectic, Crowded of thoughts and uncertainties. Thinking about you solely, Does not ease any of it truthfully But choosing you among those things, does.
Remembering why we even started How you make me feel enough and heard How I can still picture vividly the first time you kissed me and how it smells In hopes that the feelings and memories won’t be slowly slipping away.
Those full infinitives In the future are not what I am after all From then on ‘til now That’s what really matters.
After n years of not writing.. posted something again.
Failure a ruthless painter splatters my soul with its tainted brush, Staining the fabric of my hope, Shredding the canva of my ambition. Eroding the castle/ fortress of my desires, it washes away the footprints of progress. I am left stranded in bottomless sea of missed opportunity collecting the shattered pieces of my expectations.
I think you dropped this No? Oh well here you go I feel like you need this so here treat it is as my hello Cherish it as my last word
the feeling of love may only last for a swift moment and the pain may be as remarkable as your internal paint chips peeling but your foundation is beautiful live these days to come, dream these sleepy nightmares away become who you find you are die in the name of forever transition into something so remarkable that happiness is no longer a noun, it’ll be your new name from now on.
Maybe it will hurt a little less, If I agree that yes I am a mess. You say I don't know how to behave, Be the perfect daughter for you to showcase. Dad, I am not perfect and certainly not brave. Mom, You live in hollow society and break my soul for your society. Why must I die every day? my dreams sacrificed in every way So that you can have your rules sailed and kingdoms to hail. You say the biggest honor you did to me by giving me life I must adhere to your command like a puppet, eat the meal, and compromise. But did it occur to you that your words are sharper than the knife, And the long list of expectations is dimming my light.