Tag: love

joy.

   The different forms of joy: Making something you’re proud of  Giggling  Laughing till you snort Forgiving someone completely  Letting in love  Realizing you’re better today than you were yesterday  Understanding … Something you didn’t think you could understand  When your love makes someone glow  Accepting the things beyond your

undone.

   You feel choked  You feel like your heart cannot fathom the thought of One More  Beat You feel your whole world spinning  Constellations falling out of the skies  Waters rising from their oceans, trees collapsing starved with famished roots  Chaos  Chaos  Disaster  You feel like there are a million

monsters.

   Monsters are people Who are loved by someone  that they don’t love back Yet hoard their affection  Dry them out of hope and trust  Then let them go Monsters are people  Who are loved by someone  They don’t love back  But are scared of being alone  So they hurt

prisonbreak.

   I don’t mean to overwhelm you With all my I love you’s  It’s just  I guess  My body was holding all of them in  for so long. They were pilling up in my throat cramped and breathless  And when the first one escaped… well, it turned into a prison

find.

     In the array of people that flow in and out of your life,  Find and nurture the love that fills you, holds you and elevates you without making you forget who you are. Find a love that feeds, not devours. The difference could be deadly.

heart.

   My heart …it is strange There are times it is completely still  Silent and disinterested It almost feels untouchable as if it is not even a part of me  And then. Without warning. It opens, and overflows With all the things I was so certain I didn’t feel  And

recall. 

  

Inconvenience.

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thirsty.

   Just when I think I’ve made it  That I’ve graduated from the college of loving you  That I am free You pull your reigns, and the shackles on my feet start burning  And in that moment it is as if every single well in the world has dried up 

stranger.

I look back at all our time together and I can’t seem to remember when it happened. When you woke up and you weren’t you. Maybe it was a sudden force of nature that changed you instantly. Maybe it was a slow transformation… …or a consequence of holding on to

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