If Love

I loved you at first sight The conversation we had and the moments to follow, in the years we've shared Infatuation fades Mine remains in the seconds to minutes, hours to day If holding you never grows old, your smile lighting my heart never dulls If this hasn't been love open my eyes from dreaming … Continue reading If Love

Bad Habit

He touched me and instantly I pulled away He kissed me and instantly I thought of you For someone so unattainable my heart latched right onto you So long as my eyes are closed and my lips never share our secrets... I suppose he doesn't need to know it's you on my mind while he … Continue reading Bad Habit

Poetry

These days... it feels like I'm begging for you to disappointment me I'm searching for all the clues you've left behind to remind myself, this isn't real With all the reasons to let go, my heart begs for mercy instead Begging for the fleeting moments that'll hurt me, only to turn them into poetry 08.24.18 … Continue reading Poetry

Challenges: Panic Attack

Standing in the center of my shower shaking, unable to stand up straight any longer. Trying to grip a slippery bathroom wall I forced myself to turn off the water. Forced myself to get out. I felt like every fiber in me was going to fall to the ground. Soaking wet I stumbled to my … Continue reading Challenges: Panic Attack

Page 277 Second Chances

Letting go of someone you love, is life’s way of reminding you, never to build your home in someone else. Someone please tell me, how do I know, who to give myself to? My love is not a coin toss, but we throw ourselves at people, hoping they throw themselves back at us. J. Saunders … Continue reading Page 277 Second Chances

Page 407

I spent a chunk of my life living for someone else that I forgot what living for myself meant. I learned that lesson when the person I was living for, was no longer mine to live through. Everything I knew, was no longer accessible to me. What were the basic requirements to live for yourself? … Continue reading Page 407

Day 147 Without You

It's hard, when tomorrow is never promised nor should be taken for granted but I can't help but waste away a day hoping tomorrow never comes, for it's another day without you. And, I know, I deserve more. And, I know... if someone wanted to be with you, they would be. It's never that simple … Continue reading Day 147 Without You

Mr. Sun

Mr. Sun, I belong to you but I am in love with the moon. I feel your rays of heat and passion, while complaining I am always tired because I stay up during the midnight hours just to see him. I feel the magic and creative energy, writing better poetry during those hours. He is … Continue reading Mr. Sun