My love for you is blinding. It shields the depression that forces me to sink into darkness, as if an anchor is tied to my foot. But my love for you – it saves me. It heals, teaches, and respects. I see the good in life because of you. I forgive – imagine that! I live in the present with you, I forget the past … Continue reading God gave me You
My love for you is consuming, It is surrounding, comforting and all knowing. My love for you gives life a sweetness, One I have never tasted before. A sweetness in the air I breathe, It covers me in wings of confidence. Wings of love. I am covered in love. With you I see color, vibrancy. The sky is more blue And I see smiles … Continue reading My Love…
The kiss- Oh that one kiss, It changed my life Forever. It had been six months. Six long months since I knew I wanted you. I needed you. I craved you. Six suffocating months of swallowing my feelings, Feigning hate because admitting my love for you was just too hard. You didn’t want me. I had to not want you either… Six months. Then, You … Continue reading The Kiss
I think you like the idea of feeling too much, of experiencing too much and letting the things inside you float away. I think you want people to notice you but want others to think that isolation pumps through your veins. I think you care too much but you pretend as if nothing bothers you. I think you want people to miss you but only … Continue reading I Think, I Don’t Think by Robert M. Drake
Glass hearts, so fragile, so easy to break. Broken glass. My heart is shattered. Shards of broken pieces stab my insides. Moving forward hurts. Moving backwards hurts more. Maybe I love the feeling of pain. Maybe I love brokenness and depression because it makes me feel something. Maybe I love getting hurt over and over again because I deserve it. Maybe I love giving a … Continue reading Glass
What is going on? First you love me, you make me feel special, happy… Then you realize you need to work on yourself. Okay fine, I’ll be here with you through the process. But wait, it gets better! You get back with your ex right after you rip my heart out with your words. I cried myself to sleep for days on end. I felt … Continue reading What are you doing? What am I thinking?