The hole in your heart, with you wherever you go

Isn’t it amazing how quickly our senses begin to awaken the moment we lose someone we love? It’s almost as though this gaping hole in our heart causes the rest of our body to take over, just to keep us alive. Our memory becomes stronger, perhaps in an attempt to rescue us from reality, give us […]

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starting at the ending {poetry}

Starting at the ending. I remember the look in your eyes when I told you Like you were watching a movie for the 100th time and suddenly the ending had been changed Your eyes searched for answers in mine, But they got lost somewhere in between my hollow tears and your helpless heart. Your cries […]

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the answer no matter the question; I am here. {poetry}

// I am here. For the moment in the morning when you forget about what happened one hundred sleepless nights before For the shameless attack on your hollow heart as the memory creeps in and it feels like it’s happening over and over and over again. For the shaking hands and sea salt tears and […]

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a baby grand and her Rubinstein {poetry}

Credit: Page Lillian Open up my pages and read me like a book, Run your tired fingers up and down my spine, I’ll be the story that keeps you hooked. Find my inner lyrics, and sing me like a song, A baby grand that’s found her Rubinstein, You can play me all night long. Paint […]

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sometimes I get scared that you don’t exist.

Sometimes, I get angry that you have not found me yet. I get angry because there have been times I have needed you and cried out for you. I have hoped and prayed and begged for you. I asked, and you never answered. I called out, and there was no response. I searched, and you […]

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Who are you giving your love to?

  WHO ARE YOU GIVING YOUR LOVE TO? There I was. Pulled over to the side of the road, tears stinging the back of my eyes. I’d drive if my hands weren’t shaking so badly. I’d leave if I knew staying was going to hurt so much. My heart was beating out of my chest, […]

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The Hero of This Story: You. Are. Not. Alone.

I think that everyone we come in contact with is wearing a heavy backpack on his or her back.  This backpack is filled with mistakes, failures, dead-end roads, regrets, secrets, demons and skeletons. We trudge along, day after day, and this backpack becomes part of us. We don’t question it, don’t ask others about what […]

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mourning always comes

  Some nights feel like they were created for cuddling Crisp air, cozy blankets, and a chilly heart that can’t seem to get warm No matter how tightly you squeeze your eyes together in an attempt to keep the light out, morning always comes And life always goes on Almost as though this night never […]

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come closer, love.

  Come closer, love Close enough that I can feel your light Piercing rays, sparkling haze, unmask my demons in the night Come closer, love Close enough that I can taste your fears breathe your secrets into my trembling lips kiss me with questions until the answer appears Come closer, love Close enough that I […]

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//the eyes you’re looking at me with tonight

  //Maybe I’m the path you stumbled across the moment you were sure you’d lost your way A winding road so unexpected, leading your tired feet to a brand new day Maybe I’m the dusty cloud, swirling around a world you once traveled alone, packing your lungs with every piece of me, a breath-filled trail […]

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