Some days I find myself saddened knowing what I used to love now separates us.
Tag: Micropoetry
so long…
When he kissed me on the forehead it felt like a goodbye, and it very much was.
ace…
I live in the early morning mist of a longing that will never be.
lost in the in-between…
I kinda just feel like I don’t exist .
author…
She smiled frustrated knowing it was her parents who were her worst critics.
everybody…
They say nice things to get what they want.
unreality…
If we’re all faking it to make it, then we’re all just living lies.
to love, and be loved…
The crazy miracle of life is finding someone who’s scars don’t cut deeper into yours, but solely help them heal.
change is a constant…
God, she thought, she pleaded in prayer for something, for a moment in time to stand still. One more change and I might shatter into million specks of who I used to be.
wild heart…
She came back to help, to serve, to love. But she had changed, and they had changed. And when it all came crashing down, She cried to God from her inner depths, “I’m getting my broken on them God!” Then she wept, Alone, Til her tears set her wild heart free.
Love-Pressed 