She asked you to get on top and clawed at your back, she was clawing out the stab wounds, taking away memories of everyone that has ever hurt you. Every person you were forced to turn your back on. Your best friend in the fifth grade. The pretty girl who broke you heart and finally, yourself.
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I hope you find love.
If there is a god, I pray to him that you find love. And when you do, I hope he looks like six feet of ‘worth its’, as if every goodbye, every mistake and every tear in your life suddenly felt justified. When you do find love, I hope you immediately see it, that your…
How it was sweet
I wake up. It’s a new day, I walk to the kitchen and among all the bustle, make myself coffee. I know when I start living by myself, this won’t be as simple. In an empty apartment, the coffee grinder will become my morning kiss. So I continue pouring as I take in the noise….
Almost Like the Blues. 