I find it hard to write my story.
I buried it deep into the ground.
The headstone reads “Here lies  hardships, heartbreaks, depression, and a wreckage of what happened in my life. RIP.”
I try not to visit that grave.
I already forgave those who wronged me in my adolescence.
I’ve grown protective of me.
I’m now who I needed at 16.
It wasn’t my…read more

I love you.
I love the parts of you that you seem to dislike. I love the things you seem to hide about yourself out of sight from other. I love to see your face in the mirror in the mornings. I love all of what you would call imperfections. I love the way you hope that no one sees you in public so you walk with your eyes to the ground only to…read more

I hope my loving doesn’t come off as overbearing or too much. My toxic trait is that I don’t like letting go of the one’s I truly love.

If something or someone were to ever come in between us disrupting our constant flow, even though I can’t control it, I would have a hard time letting you go.

If you were to go, or some force pulls you away…read more