affliction.

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when I used to look in the mirror,

I saw you as a temple; something to worship and respect in the only way I knew how. but I forgot that the only way I knew how would mean burning you to… Continue reading →

untitled.

I have learned that if you are down, stay down. don’t get back on your feet until you are prepared to stand, until you have learned why you fell. because nine times out… Continue reading →

excerpt from a book I’ll never write; two.

to be honest, I’ve only ever seen you as poetry. you stopped being human the moment we first locked eyes. when I felt the electricity running through my veins — the first time… Continue reading →

02/02/17

one day I will write poetry about this — how the mornings came without ever having closed our eyes. and the way the night fell just as quickly. one day I will write… Continue reading →

a picture a day.

take pictures for me, okay? lots of them. wherever you are, I want to know what the sky looks like. you always loved a good sunset. I’ll take them for you too; of… Continue reading →

for the broken-hearted.

there is more to life than him /her. there are cafes on cozy downtown corners with age old art and vintage lights and that waiter who always smiles at you when you order… Continue reading →

rewind.

if I could do my first love over again, I’d learn how to look in mirrors and start loving the person I should have loved first — me. I wouldn’t drown in the… Continue reading →

dec. 8 //

you can decorate absence however you want — a new bar, a new boy, a new haircut — but you’re still going to feel what’s missing. it’s going to show itself late at… Continue reading →

december 19th, 2016

it was good for awhile — being empty. because being empty meant nothing hurt anymore. it meant no memory could touch me and nothing could pass through the walls I had so intricately… Continue reading →