paper memories
fragile and timeless
hold the essence of our journey
they are the faded love letters
tucked away in a drawer
the ones I read
over and over again
just to replay your words
to smell the scent
of each letter
hoping they will fill
the cracks in my broken heart
and I wish I could have
just one more moment with you
because I’d never let you go
again
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A thousand burdens
parts of her still live
within that house
where stale smoke
still lingers in every corner
like a hazy memory
those thin walls
conceal all her secrets
from the prying eyes
of the world
old dirty floorboards
hold all her tears
that she counts
one by one
inside the grooves
that they live in
it’s the weight
of a thousand burdens
that keep her chained there
and all she can do now
is close her eyes
and remember
she doesn’t live there anymore
In her heart
and beyond the horizon
an emptiness settled in her chest
the space he once occupied
now felt hollow and desolate
the rhythm of her heartbeat echoed
with a melancholic melody
a testament to the absence
that now defined her reality
and though their time
was but a mere flicker
a blink of an eye
it felt like a lifetime
in her heart
Fragile Butterflies
like fragile butterflies
love lands softly
but it isn’t always meant to stay
there’s an ache in letting go
a bittersweet melody
that echoes through the chambers
of our memories
Loving you
loving you
is like seeing eternity
in a fleeting moment
to hold infinity
in the palm of my hands
it’s a beautiful shared dream
with whispers of forever
and the promise that
even in the silence
between heartbeats
our love resonates
like an everlasting echo
Just a memory
one day
we will become
just a memory
floating
inside the universe
upon the hands
of time
and as the winds
gently rush
over my skin
I’ll feel the echos
of you and I
long after we’re written
in stardust
Grains of sand
time
woven with the threads
of moments forever in motion
yet elusive to grasp
it dances through the universe
painting stories of who we are
it shapes our life
each tick of the clock
is a heartbeat of existence
a reminder that life
is but a single breath
as fleeting moments
slip through our fingers
like grains of sand
and before you know
all that is left
are the memories
of you and I
You my love
time loses its grip
when I’m with you
seconds stretch into eternity
and yet
hours feel like fleeting moments
I carry you with me
like a cherished secret
tucked within my soul
your touch lingers like an echo
and your scent
weaves its way into my thoughts
a reminder
that love knows no bounds
and you my love
you will always be the poetry
my heart endlessly recites
and the rhythm
that orchestrates my every desire
One last sunrise
*picture is my own photography*
the spaces you left behind
are now filled with echoes
of our past
a bittersweet symphony
of what was
and what could have been
as time marches on
the ache of missing you remains
in the quiet moments
when the world around me
is so still and silent
I find myself searching
for glimpses of you
in the everything
and I wish I could
I could just have
one last moment with you
one last chance to share
one last sunrise
13 Years
Wow, another year here on WP, doing what I love… Poetry. Writing about love and loss, life, the world, nearly everything. It’s incredible the amount of talented people that I’ve met here. Like seriously talented. However, that aside, I’ve met the most beautiful people here. I wish I could name you all, but I’ve been fortunate enough to get to know some of you outside of WP and one in person (M ❤️) To my best friend Christopher, thank you for your true friendship, the in depth conversations, all the collabs we have done and the beautiful and exciting project we are working on.
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. Continuing this writing journey with YOU beautiful souls. I am so thankful for all your love and support of my blog, it truly means so much to me.
friends are the vibrant threads
that weave moments into memories
like stars in the night sky
they illuminate our journey
friends are the laughter
that dances in the air
the comforting presence
in times of need
and you all have become
the keepers of my most
cherished chapters
The Creative Chic 