the shadows rest
in the colors
of the walls
hidden in secrets
that keep me bound
I listen as silence
fills my lungs
waiting for time
to softly whisper
and fill my flesh
with memories
Inside the spaces
you fit perfectly
inside the spaces
of my soul
embroidered so neatly
into the story
of my life
If I close my eyes
if I close
my eyes
I can feel you
upon my flesh
inside the depths
of my soul
between every inch
of my bones
I can feel you
in every breath
that fills my lungs
and in every beat
of my heart
You fit perfectly
you fit
perfectly
in all the
broken
and empty spaces
inside of me
Inside those moments
Oh I would
love to live
inside those moments
after kissing you
where time
is quietly trapped
in the seconds between
dream and reality
where thoughts
are nothing more
or less
than what you believe
and everything
just feels infinite
and beautiful
12 years here!
Wow! My own space here for 12 years. 12 incredible years here! Holy fuck! Met some incredible people, including my best friend Christopher. Thank you for your true friendship, it’s been such an honor to even know you. You’re just such a beautiful human and more of what this world needs. Honestly, there are many here who I consider to be great friends and to know them outside of WP has been such a fulfilling thing in my life. I love you guys, I mean that.
I’ve lost a lot here too. Not just in the blog world but in my own, some are just more devastating than others in many ways. I’ve cried too many times, laughed, loved so much, grown up here really. Life has been hard, it’s been wonderful, heartbreaking, incredible, trying and fun, but I’m still here. Writing along. Thanks for being on this journey with me. I hope to be here another 12 with you all.
Thank you all for being on this journey with me. A journey I started a long time ago and hope to continue to share a part of my soul with you all. Much love!

Beautiful words
the most
beautiful words
aren’t just written
but traced
upon delicate flesh
and hummed gently
into your soul
Glass doors
her eyes struggle
to open
as the sun
peeks though
the broken window
memories haunt her
to her core
but the scars
she still wears
behind glass doors
this little girl
still trapped between
these paper walls
where her secrets
still live
Goodbye
I use to count
the stars
in the sky
hoping they’d lead
you back to me
even just so you
could finally say
goodbye
Everything

maybe we
are just a moment
a blink
of the past
a momentary
everything
secretly holding on
to time as if
it even exists