you are etched into every line of ink across this page details of you bleeding through my subconscious and emerging in the poems i have tried desperately to avoid writing but you are inevitably my most breathtaking inspiration and i would be considered much less of an artist without the presence of you in each … More Muse
If I am to love you, I want the deepest parts of you. I want you to tell me how you believe the earth was made, what your parents are like, or how you feel about tragedy, and Beethoven, and what it means to be alive. I require 2am conversations, the kind you can’t remember … More Connection
I am filled with such sadness. My mind is clouded with doubt. About my relationships, who I am as a person, how I’m supposed to carry on with a new life when I’m two thousand miles away from everything I ever knew. It gets to be so much sometimes that I can barely complete daily … More Moments
Bite my tongue. Hold my shaky breath. Maybe if I’m quiet for long enough, everything will be okay, eventually. If I’m honest, it’s really hard to feel this way. Numb, misunderstood, vulnerable. Stubborn. Dazed. I’m tired of hurting you. I’m tired of breaking. But hearts ache sometimes, even when they love each other.
I love so many people. It made yesterday beautiful and amazing, because I was given the chance to tell them, and felt so much love in return. People I didn’t speak with for so long, that I finally get the chance to reconnect with. Those who have stuck by me through absolutely everything, no matter … More Valentine
Being with you is like never getting older, and never wanting to. Looking at you is like being somewhere only we know, set apart from the rest of the world. Laughing with you is like driving forever in a red Mustang GT through the desert. It’s a feeling I wish I could capture, to bottle … More Smitten