I think, if I could live as long as they do, Maybe life wouldn’t be so mysterious Or maybe I would simply accept the mystery And not question it. Maybe I would be braver With my head in the clouds, If I knew my roots were deep as heartbeats. Maybe I would find myself beautiful With my russet bark,…

If you are a lake, (or any deep body of water, really)…. Please be wary of mirrors. You may see the smooth, glassy surfaces of these people and assume that they are like you, underneath. However, in time, you will realize what you thought were unplumbed depths, waiting to be explored lovingly, are nothing but your own emotions being…

When was it that you lifted your shoulders in a shrug, and let the world have its way with you? When was it that you let the fire within you die, because passion is painful, and routine is safe and comfortable and easy? You were my furnace when my entire world was winter. But now you’re cold, and I’m…

When you tell me that there are aspects of my personality You find really unattractive I want you to know Every single flaw you perceive in me I have seen and examined in myself A thousand times more closely A thousand times more harshly And found terrible a thousand times greater Than you ever could.  I have spent years…

I wanted to haunt you Imagine you seeking my face in a sea of people, Or glimpsing the sheen of hair as I turn a corner But the sad inevitability of ghosts Is they’ll all be forgotten with time