So, as I’m putting away all the Christmas decor today, I’m thinking of you. Thinking of all the memories we made and the love we shared. I wish I could have had you longer in life, but it wasn’t meant to be. I’m sorry you couldn’t stay.
This is the last thing you gave me before you left and it is still one of my favorite things, ever. I can’t believe it’s been 2 years since you left because to me it feels like it’s been a lifetime. I hate how things feel so different now without you; nothing will ever be the same.
Until we met again, I’ll visit you in my dreams and keep you alive in the memories I carry with me.
though your body is now free and your soul is at rest I miss you and I wish you were here
Merry Christmas to you all who are celebrating today. I hope each and every one of you are doing well and feeling so loved today. I know this time of year is hard for a lot of us, so to all who are struggling, I’m sending you so much warmth and love today. You’ll never be alone as long as I’m here ❤
her words beautiful like a rose in shades of pink stroke the pages of his heart oh so slowly they touch a part of him he keeps hidden behind a mask her words sweet like a dream in hues of blue they feel alive inside his soul dancing like a summers breeze upon the darkness of the night her words finding all his layers and still choosing to love him regardless of what the world says
without seeing you or hearing your voice I would still know you even if a lifetime kept us apart I would still feel you between the ends of the earth and everything inside of stardust there are still echos of you and I
and even when I leave this world it is you that I will carry from this life to the next
Love comes in many ways, in many forms, and on many levels. To love and be loved in return is the greatest blessing, no matter what form. As long as it’s real.
Once you start peeling back the layers you really start to see your truth, your worth, and your strength. With layers comes balance. In order to love and accept others, you must learn to love yourself first.
I know that’s easier said than done, but if you can get past the surface, you’ll find it.
let my poetry be my legacy every deliberate stroke of my thoughts finally unmasked for all to see the flow of my words red ink-stained how they bleed slowly dripping down the pages of my beautiful mind lingering in the layers of my soul leaving just a part of myself to the world