They say we accept the love we think we deserve I think we accept the package and hope the love fits
I accepted way too many things in my life for such a long time. I’m now learning how to draw lines and make boundaries. Forgive me, sometimes the process is a bit sloppy. I’m still learning.
Roses are red Violets are blue We all make mistakes I’m glad mine was you
Roses are red Violets are blue I know we’ve been over this already but I am truly sorry
Roses are red Violets are blue I’m getting over you So I guess I’m good
You are the very best of me. I always wanted to love out loud. I wanted to kiss and laugh and hold hands I wanted to fight about food and sports and cars I wanted to endure at least one awkward moment, like the walk of shame or being walked in on by a familyContinue reading “Love out loud”
Roses are red Violets are blue It’s been a minute How are you?
I always thought that moving back home would be like in the novels I read growing up I thought there’d be a party with all my friends and family present to say Welcome and We missed you I thought we’d laugh and make jokes about the great times we shared before I left and perhapsContinue reading “Home at last”
Roses are red Violets are blue I lied I really miss you
How are you? I’d like to say I’m fine But I don’t believe I am And you might want to ask me Why, or What’s going on And I can’t possibly get into details Not because I don’t know why I am just not ready to accept or deal With it all yet So I’mContinue reading “Hopeful truth”