If we aren’t best friends what’s the point?
If I can’t hold all of your secrets, who will?
If I can’t tell you when you’re wrong,
how will we grow together in this thing?
If you don’t see the value I can add to your life,
why still hold on to such a liability?
If I’m not the first person you call when in need,
how could I ever be your lifeline?
If our life experiences aren’t synonymous,
why does that have to mean we can’t relate?
If I don’t impact your thoughts & decisions now,
what future is there between us?
If I am none of these things to you,
why are we even still a “we”?
Tag: Poetry
Magical
On those nights when
My thoughts run untamed
And sleep betrays me
I count your breathes
As you lay soundly beside me.
It’s almost magical the way
Your rhythm eases me.
Moonlight Conversations: Obsessed
I think I’m officially obsessed with the moon. I’ve been anxiously waiting to witness his fullness since our last rendezvous. Constantly gazing up at the sky nightly. Perhaps it’s because my mind is completely free! No worries about anything or anyone. So as of late, I can’t help but notice and admire just the little things like the moon and stars. I can recall the places I’ve been each time I paused to look for him. He was merely a crescent when I was on a late night trek to my love just a few weeks ago and tonight as I drove home I was so excited to see him, all of him, once more. Hi, Mr. Moon!
“Was there always this much night? And didn’t the moon use to flirt with me from time to time? How do I cross this divide and will I ever know where you’re hiding? I am reaching with my fingers stretched.” –Tyler Knott Gregson
Directions
When I gave you the
directions to my heart
you followed carefully
and even stopped at times
to confirm you were
going the right way.
This is why you’ll
forever hold my map.
This
This is what our love
looks like at times lamentably.
Laying under the same blanket
yet still so far apart.
Silence deafening the room
as we both commit to pride.
Instead of making the first move
towards reconciliation.
Quotes for the Soul: Ready, RE-SET, Go!
I took a very necessary hiatus for a few days. I removed all social media apps from my phone and simply unplugged. I didn’t give much of an explanation to anyone and just disappeared into my own existence.
I needed to reset down to the very core of my being. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in this world and lose grip of who you are, what you value and your foundation. I prayed, I danced in the middle of my living room in my underwear to my favorite song, painted and sat and stared at a wall in complete silence and it all felt wonderful. In the midst of those things I was able to re-evaluate my actions as of late and re-visit goals made but not yet met and place myself back on the correct path.
During my hiatus I realized that I am very much a part of the beautiful wonders of this world and needed to start living with that as my foundation again. I feel rejuvenated and vow to always reset when I get lost in the shuffle. I truly recommend it to any and everyone. Its never too late to go back to who you are.
“Everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you.” -Anne Lamott
Quotes For The Soul: Poetry
I love poetry. I love words. There is so much power in them. Words can be as beautiful as the stroke of a paintbrush. I’m falling in love all over again with art in all forms. As of late, poets have been my muse. I find myself truly enamored by the way others, like myself, play with words and design and align them into such beauty. I’m also listening to music with the ears of a poet. Listening to the lines in the same way I’d trace my fingers across a painting in an effort to truly feel the work of art. It’s all just so beautiful!
“She never looked nice. She looked like art and wasn’t supposed to look nice. It was supposed to make you feel something.” – Rainbow Rowell
