she silences herself now
so that one day she may be heard
she chooses to study now
so that one day she may succeed
she chooses to stay home now
so that one day she may go out
she chooses to shy away now
so that one day she may be social
she chooses to not think about love now
so that one day she may find it
she chooses to put away her ambitions now
so that one day she may achieve them

everyday she chooses to put aside her wants and her needs
in the hopes of a brighter future and better life ahead
everyday she dies a little
in the hopes of being able to truly live one day

but who is to guarantee that that day will come?
who may guarantee her a future at all?
who can guarantee that she will wake up the next morning?
is there any guarantee that she will even live to see the days she has spent her whole life working for?

to live in the moment; or not to live in the moment;
that is the real question

I open the door.

You slide in
With that look.

I know what this is,

But my clothes
are already on the floor.


Your skin on mine.

Your lips on my neck.

My legs pull you closer,

Simultaneously building

To our release.


As the water beats down our bodies,

You hold me.

And for the first time,

I feel what it is like to be close to you.
Swaying to the sound of the shower,

I know your body is lying to me,

But I so badly want you to prove me wrong

As I cave in
To that moment
Of hope.

We once loved but drifted apart and now the only mutual thing we feel is the absence of where love used to be.

We once loved but no longer do so now when we are sitting next to each other we don’t know what to do with our hands.

the more my ego dies
each moment becomes
more beautiful

It's a funny thing
When listening
To what your heart desires
A neutral mind
Forgetting time
Is all that is required