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17 days you will be 27 can’t help but think about the last time we connected she told you what happened & you tore the house up asking who & why but still left with no answer too ashamed to tell you the other day I had a dream about it I know the person was a substitute maybe they all are & really I’ve been searching for you….there’s a doubt in me & there’s a hope in me …can you really survive this? we know loss to well I’ve lost you a few times this time seems different you’re finally consistent with disappearing maybe you are who I got that bad habit from too distance too closed in but open enough to feel like I’m there but never really am…sometimes you call & I can’t make myself answer just to hear your voice shakes me than I realize that you are not here that breaks me …

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by the end of the year we lose contact we find each other again no “where have you been” just “welcome back” …”can I see you?” someone said we have to make room in our hearts for the people we love & for who they love ….could you? for him he will always be the comfort I run to when no one else is there to listen truth is I’ll rather have a best friend than a man ..maybe the thought of being vulnerable to where I have to invite you to feel me not only physically but emotionally is terrifying ..I know that’s why you hesitated to think you might have something worth keeping it’s only right to fuck that up too it’s only right to pull a you on you… but you can’t substitute what cannot be compared when it’s only one of its kind…

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I understand alone time
I understand not wanting to talk about how you are feeling at a certain moment
I understand boundaries
I understand balance
I see your scars
I see your heart
I see how you contradict yourself trying to convince yourself that you’re not ready for love when in reality you are just afraid that love will leave you again…
but you pushing love away will make it leave….
you denying love existing will allow it to not exist in your life no matter how much someone wants to love you… no one is going to allow you to make them your own personal punching bag …
they do not deserve it not being loved
& You deserve love so please let it in..