this is me. surrounded by a magic light that carries with it the promise of spring. and warmth. and love. this is me, at a place that is both familiar and foreign, realizing that the choice is mine. realizing i can take the same steps — the ones i know by heart — or i [...]
there’s a lot to say, but the words are slow to come. if i had to pick just one, “change” comes to mind. try as i might, a can’t seem to get a grasp on anything right now. it’s all moving so quickly, like gold dust through my fingers. one moment, one day, one season [...]
this is me. seemingly filled with light, but really just barely keeping my head above the shimmering surface of very dark water. this is me hiding behind my cheshire smile because i can’t possibly let on that i am making this all up as i go along. and i haven’t a clue which way is [...]
this is me. filled with light on an otherwise grey morning. giggling at the absurd amount of time i needed to figure out that letting go actually meant giving myself the most precious gift of all. and what a difference that has made. the smile may look the same, but it comes from within this [...]
distance, timing, breakdown, fighting silence, the train runs off its tracks kiss me, try to fix it could you just try to listen? hang up, give up, for the life of us we can’t get back. and try as i might, i just can’t get back. there’s nothing left to say or do — it’s [...]
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