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February 2012
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Love is watching someone die.
Every time I thought I had accepted the fact it was happening, that it was real, that I could see you diminishing in size and life in front of my very own eyes, a smile on your face would send me reeling back into confusion. I don’t understand a reality where I will exist without you. They say the worst is over, knowing you were in pain, knowing there wasn’t a single thing I could do,...
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I would like to slip quietly into a bath with the comforting warm water around me like an old friend, smelling of honey and hope and a head that no longer hurts, a heart that has healed. It took a long time to get here. In the midst of growing up, intense amounts of laughter and even more tears, the continual sense of something being missing has passed and the best years of our lives have only...
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