We Broke Up After Eight Years And I Felt So Much Pain
Fire under my feet. Every callous whimpers, tortured by the white sand.
Fearing Sobriety, Fearing Reality
The door was open, but she swung it much wider when she stumbled in.
To The Ones That ‘See Something’ In Me
I don’t want to start with an apology, but I feel like I should.
An Open Letter To The Next Person Who Chooses To Love Me
I don’t want to start with an apology, but I feel like I should.
This Is How It Feels To Love Someone With Your Gut
You lock eyes for the first time and smile, but not in a love-at-first-sight way. You don’t swoon or sigh or put your life on hold to stand by the stranger.