I find it funny that even though I’ve never slept next to you, I still feel the empty spaces where you’re supposed to fit.
Maybe it was was the 7 sleeping pi… but last night I woke up at 1:36… with the overwhelming feeling that… None of my attempts to stop the bu… Eventually,
I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me
It’s the night before Christmas E… Tomorrow morning I’ll be surround… and laughter and warmth. But right now, tonight,
Once I asked a past love “Why is it that the ones I love a… and instead of feeding me all the typical
I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath
elegant but chaotic, burdened with the weight of destruction, but stronger because of it. bright, beautiful, with so many shining colors all entangling in a perfect, mesmerizing patter...
I look at you, and I see you. I see your skin and it sends shivers
It would be my honor, to kiss those lips of yours though they’ve left many bruises. To hold those hands of yours,
Scars, scars, scars. Scars on my arms. Scars on my legs. Scars on my stomach. Scars on my mind.
While riding in the car and listening to music that didn’t understand me, I noticed that there were no stars, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something. We pull...
Tonight, I feel as if there is an ocean right beneath my skin. Ebbing, flowing,
I am determined to be a woman that wakes up every morning with the fire in her eyes
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
