I Cannot Understand Your Mind, So I’ll Write To You

I wish I could make sense of your mind
the way I’ve always been able to make sense of my own.
Thoughts that slide so easily into poetry, into neat lines
and verses and words with a rhythm, calculated and perfect.

I Will Never Be Sorry For Us

I will never be sorry for how we sacrificed ourselves as we stumbled through, learning how to love another person when we were still trying to figure out who we were.

I Don’t Believe In Goodbyes

I don’t believe in goodbyes. I don’t believe that the connections we have to people and things are temporary. That somewhere along the way they cease to exist, cease to carry meaning, cease to be something real.

For Every Senior Girl On Her Prom Night

It’s okay if your date steps on your train or if you make a silly face in one of your pictures. It’s okay if you found your dress on the clearance rack, okay if you didn’t get your makeup done, and okay even if it’s raining and your hair gets a little frizzy. Sometimes imperfections, sometimes the things we can’t plan for are the things we remember the most.

This Is How A Good Man Raises A Daughter

He monitors what she’s doing to ensure that she’s safe, but he isn’t too intrusive. He gives her the space she needs to grow on her own. Lets her make her own choices, even if sometimes they don’t end so well. Gives her freedom. Then he takes a deep breath, and trusts that she will do the right thing.