maturity
-
Sign of the Times
It’s always a Sunday. It was Sunday’s when I’d get phone calls from him because he was in basic training. It was Sunday when I told him I felt nothing for him and that it was over. It’s always a god damn Sunday. Every day I ask myself if I’m strong enough to never see Continue reading
-
I Love You, I’m Sorry
Moving on feels like a betrayal to the man who loved me. The man I promised I’d stay no matter what. Choosing to leave him in the past feels like alcohol on a wound. A cigarette to my skin that he called soft and warmed up at any given time. I never intended to break Continue reading
-
David
I write this on the six month anniversary of my first real break up. Three years not totally down the drain, just thought I’d have extended warranty. No, his real name isn’t David. There is no legitimate David in my life. I write while listening to David by Lorde. The lyric that I ask myself Continue reading
-
I Wish you Roses
Before I began dating my current boyfriend, I had a friend named James who I considered great. I met James in my seventh grade math class. I was a very outgoing kid and made it my mission to make others feel my presence and smile. I would talk to anybody and everybody. Any silence would Continue reading
-
Strange
All my life i’ve been told to grow up. When I do it’s wrong and when I don’t, it’s childish. However, there are only so many things I am willing to grow apart from and fully let go. If you’ve been reading my blog, you’ll know i’ve never been the type to let things go, Continue reading
Midnight Reflections 