Yin
So hard is the life that has been given. So powerful and yet, so negative. It’s cold there. A drowning sensation enveloping me. The repentance I would do for a moment out of the dark.
Yang
So sweet and powerful is the brightness. So strong and yet, so soft. It’s warm there. A giant hug enveloping me. The darkness I would do for a moment in the light.
no figurative language needed
too many overwhelming thoughts that i can’t find the words to metaphorically put it. i love you. plain and simple.
home
I was born in a small city in Florida. I wasn’t really raised one place as I bounced house to house for a little over 14 years. So I guess what I’m saying is: I never felt home. Even when I moved out of my parent’s house, I never really felt like I was where …
Blessed are the Forgetful
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!The world forgetting, by the world forgot.Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! -Alexander Pope I fell in love with you. We talked about the future like it was right there. Like it was right within our reach. Like tomorrow we would have our house, kids, and wedding rings. I …
Ten Ways to Say “I Love You” in a Long Distance Relationship
When the warmth of your laptop runs through your bed sheets and the light of the video call falls upon your face at 2 AM and it’s probably time to go to bed, you tell each other “I love you”. 10. You leave the camera on. When you have to wake up and go to …
Dear Love (#2)
Dear Love, Forgive me for being so blunt. But I don’t like you. You’ve taken my heart and eaten it like a pig at its chow. But I forgive you, and I’m giving you another chance. Yes, you treat my heart like it’s an occasional treat, But I’m giving you another chance. I ache for …
Driving Home
So I’m driving home and there’s crazy traffic. Backed up for miles. I could’ve taken a different route. But that would be too easy. Anyway, the sun is setting and the sky is blowing up into this amazing pinkish hue. This cotton candy sky reminds me of you and that pink iPhone you had when …
i hope you’re doing well.
Hey! delete, delete. How are you doing? delete, delete. I hope you’re doing well. Maybe we should meet up some time? delete, delete. Hey, I know this is random but I just thought you should know how I feel about you for the 47th time so that I can face the fact once again that …
Dear Memoir
To the memoir who won’t write itself for some reason, Why? We have spun up many tales from the depths of our mind. There may even be some truth somewhere. Getting to know myself has been a medicated ride to mental hospitals and therapy sessions. Except we never have gotten far enough to be admitted, …