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if i knew for sure, it’d be so much easier.

faith will just have to do.
i love you.

just as i had loved failed pasts.
but it’s different?

make it different.
Amen.

the way he looked at me immediately made me begin daydreaming… where we would get married how many kids we’d have… then– i saw how he looked at Violet. every plan that i created in my head became like the rest.. no longer plausible. but everytime i see that smile toward me i think about [...]

i was expecting something more… after my delicate touch below his T-shirt sleeve touching bare skin. a friendly laugh, a smile. anything. only a hug. a single arm around my back, onto my furthest shoulder– and a pat. and then another. “i need someone like you” that “like” will forever be in its place. “if [...]

the sound was different than most anything else

and not even remotely close to being “me”
but it described myself absolutely perfectly.

don’t tell anyone.

trepidation is only a safety net. it lingers daily… it asphyxiates every aspect of peace within my life pulls me away. but if every minute is planned not another second will be filled with failure. only the time it takes to create the plan the anxiousness the stress is when i feel as if i’ve [...]

every cell… a mistake. but to him, it’s embraced. carried out… she thinks he rests with the thought of her in his very hand, saying, “maybe she’ll be of something.” she realizes, everyone’s every cell is a mistake. makes, but isn’t. He holds her, points.. “you–of Me– created this.” every inch of all that is [...]

when you first heard that song…

it’s 11:30 PM– i must be lonely.

when it brought you to tears…
now my voice is strainin’

i wish i could go back to that moment.
it’s only gotten worse.

remember? let me listen on repeat, ’til it takes me back.

negative aspects of the day turned into a glimpse of my future… his facial hair reassured me of his faithfulness. of how he’s true. but then he mentioned how the cash will help him out tremendously. a pessimist finally meeting “prince charming” after doubting the title all along, but he’s exactly what she worries about, [...]

eyes rest heavily upon us all… they look for answers– here, let me pull one out from the corner of my pocket. be careful unfolding it, the creases are fragile… it’s been used frequently. a few washing cycles… a few arguments… i transfer the same speech from pant pocket to pant pocket… if only someone [...]

Glass resting empty upon the table. Reeking smiles flourish. The remaining ice begins to die down Mixed with relief the discolored water restlessly waits. Glass remains empty, but now In his hands As the anxious water moves it’s way Down his palm Odorless insecurities echo. The ice is lifted alongside his worries Everything goes away [...]