I miss youyet I’m glad you’re gone
they tell mei am made of stonethat i can withstandanything
There must be a placeof respitesettling down from all trauma,self inflicted or otherwise deflectedroll with me into these hay fields…
Angels
An Angel is a personwho arrives unbiddenin broken timeswhen love seems lostand opens a channelto…
let me crave you.let me feel you.let me taste andlet me keep you.let me fixyour broken bitslet melet youstir my depths
Medals are prizesfor ruined boys.
“In one kiss, you’ll know all I haven’t said.” ― Pablo Neruda