Roses are red Violets are blue We all make mistakes I’m glad mine was you
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Deadbeat
It’s been a year and half since I lost my father. Not literally anyway. But people don’t need to know that. People ask questions. And sometimes, most times, they are not ready for the answers. Even if they were, I am not. Not yet anyway. They don’t need to know that. There were no goodbyes.Continue reading “Deadbeat”
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Roses are red Violets are blue I know we’ve been over this already but I am truly sorry
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Roses are red Violets are blue I’m getting over you So I guess I’m good
Love out loud
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
Roses are red Violets are blue When I close my eyes I don’t think of you
Broken pieces and a contrite heart
There’s a moment in each person’s life when you let someone down – the last person in the world you want to let down. That one person. If you haven’t already let them down, I truly hope you never do. It is one of the most heart-breaking experiences in life. I would know… I justContinue reading “Broken pieces and a contrite heart”
One Star
I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly, then all at once. – Hazel Grace Lancaster (The Fault in Our Stars) I wanted that. What she had. The love that happens to you against your will. The blind faith in another flawed being against your will Because no other option makes sense toContinue reading “One Star”
Acceptance
I was so scared to write about you To let the world know how i felt But The truth is I was scared to know how i felt To be true to who i am And accept what I’ve become A girl who lost her way
Happy New Year
When the clock struck twelve this morning, I was in an Uber, going up the dusty road that leads to my workplace. (I’m an engineer by day, an editor by night and a writer/waitress/manager/consultant/anything-that-pops-up in between.) I kept staring at the time willing it to slow down just long enough for me to arrive there.Continue reading “Happy New Year”
