He buries his face into my hair and inhales. If I live anywhere in his body, I live in his lungs. There are better organs I’m sure, but it’s warm here too, and most of the sound stays away. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I wake up to feel my spine against the… Read More From “The Blur Between Fingers”
Everything feels like something with you, does that make sense? I don’t feel like I’m pretending. I don’t feel like I’m wasting my time. I can sit in a café with you all day and watch the world happen and never feel bored because your conversation is enough. I want that conversation forever. I don’t… Read More From “Will You Marry Me?”
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.… Read More From The Painted Drum
Happy Birthday, Me. It’s going to be a great year and an astounding decade.
It’d probably be easier if I did hate him. You can’t feel abandoned by somebody you hate. You can’t feel betrayed. You can’t feel like it was your fault, your failing. If I hated him, I wouldn’t care that he didn’t love me as much as I loved him. I wouldn’t care that I needed… Read More From The Devil’s Mixtape
Why are we so full of restraint? Why do we not give in all directions? Is it fear of losing ourselves? Until we do lose ourselves there is no hope of finding ourselves. – Henry Miller I was just discussing this today – how it is a miserable way to give when you keep score of… Read More Why are we …
How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into. – Sylvia Plath Mad love is only exhausting to the person not pouring themselves in. Because the rest of us know… Read More How we need another …