the truth feels bubbly. you know, the rumbling, low in your stomach, when the truth is ready to come out but you’re holding it down in hopes that the feeling will go away? but that feeling doesn’t go away. sure, when you’re out of the situation where the truth isn’t relevant, the bubbling dies down….
Tag: love
thinking out loud
“do you ever feel like someone belongs with you for just a moment, not a lifetime?” i asked this under my breath, hoping he wouldn’t hear me as i said it. i’d come to the heartbreaking conclusion in our lapse of silence. he looked me in the eyes, but then turned away. “i don’t understand…
love letter for a friend
there’s something about letting the summer sun warm your skin after a long, cloudy week that just changes your perception on things. not in some gravely drastic way that influences the pieces of your character or anything like that, but the rays soften the world around you — or maybe, just maybe, they soften you,…
pebbles & sand
you. you were a rock who i thought i could break. i thought i could open you up & inside would be one of those quartz crystals that i used to collect from the riverbed when i was younger. i — i was a heart ready to pour over you. to care, to heal, to…
ragged, still-beating, beautiful, broken
please be gentle with this ragged heart.it’s broken down & tired, but begging to restart.to find somewhere soft to land, steadied & humbled,& ready to guard it, as this dear heart can be so troubled. please be kind to this still-beating heart.i know it looks bruised & battered, but i’d prefer to consider it art.handle…
a hallway conversation
we will write love on these walls.simply put: we will inscribe all of our hopes & dreams into the four walls of this dwelling place. no shame, no fear in our longings. only support & manifestation in this home.harder to do: we will inscribe these hopes into our inner-most beings, onto our very souls–until our…
the attention we all crave
it never hurts to feel noticed, right? i recently posted a picture of myself on instagram (inserting a shameless plug to my insta here), and i realized that a lot of the validation in how pretty i felt in that photo came from how many likes and comments i received on the picture, rather than…