Monday, 30 November 2015

4 years of
4 names,
4 souls,
4 bodies,
4 sets of goosebumps
up and down the spines
at the touch of my hand
and my mind races and replays
each and every one 
over and over

Friday, 27 November 2015

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

some nights
you love me
more than i
love you

and that all
too familiar
of thinking
myself out
of your arms
is creeping
up again on me

Friday, 13 November 2015

i'm reading back 6 months, a year
and feel like i am reading thoughts 
of a complete stranger, oozing with
aching emotions and cryptic writing
that make no sense at all

ani difranco

cause some day you are gonna get hungry
and eat all the words you just said

Thursday, 12 November 2015

you tell me to quiet down cause
my opinions make me less beautiful
but i was not made with a fire in my belly
so i could be put out
i was not made with a lightness in my tongue 
so i could be easy to swallow

i was made heavy
half blade and half silk
difficult to forget but
not easy for the mind to follow

- rupi kaur

Friday, 6 November 2015

every time it comes on
I think of you and our late nights driving,
chasing northern lights, head in my lap
your pale face looking up at me

and truly hope there isn't hole
where I used to occupy
for too much longer

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

a part of my heart is opening
once again
it has been years
and through the tears
I tell him about you
about the weight of past love
about how things are different this time
but still very much the same
and it is something 
that is not to be taken lightly


fuck what they think