You know what you need to do I know you feel lost and scared Not sure where you belong You are strong Take this open door Take a chance It’s ok to be afraid To feel like you can’t Those feelings are only momentary You exist
I told you I died when I was five Well part of me was reborn on that day 4 months ago When we met When we fell in love When we made plans Pieces of me are still here Covered in scars
My anger is slowly being replaced With a healing light It’s almost as if an artist has found a way to retouch my tattered heart She works at night Delicately placing brush strokes over wounds Speckles of paint covering every tear I am becoming a beautiful masterpiece once again
You know what to do
You have known it all along
Take my hand Open the door Take a chance Walk into the fear It’s ok it will only hurt for a little while
Hurry before the door closes
before my heart disappears into the darkness once again
“I can’t live here.
In my body, I mean.
I can’t live in my body all the time; it feels too much.
So if I ever feel far away, know I am not gone,
I am just underneath my grief,
adjusting the dial on my radio face
so I can take this life with all of its love
and all of its loss.”—Andrea Gibson, “Royal Heart” (via spontaneousdanceparties)
Before we met.
I knew I would never be the same.
That you would find a place in my heart and never leave.
That I would love you with all my heart and that our story would be unlike any other.
I knew it would hurt.
When you told me not to come and see you that night.
I drove to you anyways through tears and lost innocence.
We made love in your bedroom.
You tasted me for the first time and made me cum.
I drove you to the edge.
Fingers clasped around a headboard.
Whispered I love you as a held you in my arms.
We made promises
Let’s be open
Let’s tell each other everything
How innocent we were.
How happy we pretended to be.
Little by little we went back into our shells.
I took what you gave me.
It’s all you had for me at the time.
I took it.
With a half hearted smile and hope that you would confide in me.
Make me a priority.
I was wrong.
I wore different masks.
Painted my face daily.
Baby femme lesbian.
The masks began to break.
I wanted to fix everything.
Put a band aid on it.
Let’s go back to the way we were.
How lost I was.
We couldn’t go back.
What we had died that day.
I didn’t want it to end.
I was grasping at strings that were tied around our hearts.
Let’s create something new.
Let’s not deal with our problems.
Let’s live in this false utopia.
Let’s live in this fear and uncertainty.
Let’s love each other at arms length.
Our lives became full of uncomfortable silences.
The distance we created finally broke us.
What do I do now?
How do I pick up the pieces?
How do I sew my heart back up when you still have a piece of it?
How do I fill this empty hole in my heart?
I wish I could foretell the future.
Use my psychic abilities to lift the veil of darkness and uncertainty.
I want to know this ache will go away.
This hurt will transform into a healing light.
That we are going to be okay.
That our story hasn’t ended.
Maybe I am delusional.
Through it all I still believe in love.
I still have hope.
I still believe in us.
I still believe in happy endings and dreams fulfilled.
After our last text.
I knew I would never be the same.
That I still love you with this damaged heart and you still have a place in it. That our story is unwritten.
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“Love is not an equation, it is not a contract, and it is not a happy ending. Love is the slate under the chalk, the ground that buildings rise, and the oxygen in the air. It is the place you come back to, no matter where you’re headed.”—Jodi Picoult (via wordsnquotes)
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