Honesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.
AIMEE C. HOVEYHonesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI fell accidentally like Alice into a whole world anew I found, When I fell accidentally in love always and ever with you.
AIMEE C. HOVEYThere’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
AIMEE C. HOVEYTomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
AIMEE C. HOVEYA hello from you can still bring me to my knees, set me free. More than any goodbye ever could.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAnd didn’t I used to say “live fast, die young” right up until it was your last day too soon, with me under the sun.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI miss you now since you were here than you never where. I’d forgotten what its like to watch the world with you and how much you feel like home.
AIMEE C. HOVEYYou’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
AIMEE C. HOVEYHow is it possible that only you can stop time when I meet your eyes of green gunshot fire.
AIMEE C. HOVEYNothing but hard work makes dreams come true and I will slave’til the end for a chance to watch the sunrise and fall beside you.
AIMEE C. HOVEYWords lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
AIMEE C. HOVEYLately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI meant every word I said. And I hate that it would mean so much to me, to know that I cross your mind occasionally.
AIMEE C. HOVEYYou love me some days I’m honestly sure of it. You think I haven’t noticed and I’ll pretend I didn’t. You love me somedays and that’s okay with me.
AIMEE C. HOVEYShe’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAll those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
AIMEE C. HOVEY