thank god i can’t write good poetry
the best poetry comes from pain and hurt if you ask me
so although i can’t write like i used to
at least it means i’m doing alright

Lick my lips
Cradle my face
Gaze into my eyes
And tell me I'm safe

Pretty white flowers
in the sun
The day’s just begun
Golden light falls across
Your face
It’s so lovely
The need to embrace you
Is strong
I do sense a sense of
Belonging

You haven't broken me
yet
but try again,
I'd like to see.

Time and time I remind myself again
He will never be my version of him

In a drop of you, I lost an ocean of me.

someday it will
come again.
someday someone
will come in.

a star
with the deepest depths in the eyes
with the gentlest of breaths
and endless soul in the smile

one day
i'll forgive this pain
not forget -
forgive.

She thought the distance could help her take a step back, but she still watches herself cry.