“I am a sinking ship and my love it’s time you jump overboard or I am going to take you down with me.”

Some days it is exhausting to simply exist.

I’m afraid someday my words will run out so I spend every waking moment trying to capture the human experience in purple prose.

I want you he says but you are not mine, She smiles and she says I am not his either, I am my own.

I took my demons put them in a jar and kept them on the highest shelf so that you could never touch them.

You smile brighter when you think no one is looking.

I call myself a poet but I don’t have words to describe that feeling that I get in the pit of my stomach when your hand brushes against mine so purposefully accidental.

You threw water on my fire when I was looking for gasoline.

If he was the flame then I was the moth and I would burn with a smile on my face.

I have mastered the art of smiling when all I want to do is scream.

Maybe in another life, you say but I am stuck loving you in this one.

Our paths crossed and our stars did too.

He was a wildfire burned bright and fast and free.

‘We need to talk’ – A four-word horror story.

My words are my weapon they are sharper than any sword.

Would you come undone with me?

It happens in the quiet when that buzzing in the back of my mind fades out and I can’t do anything but simply feel.

Moon and stars are what my dark sky has felt but with the story love of his existence.

My longing for intimacy does not abandon the love I’ve built for myself.

Moon and stars are what my dark sky has felt but with the story love of his existence.

My longing for intimacy does not abandon the love I’ve built for myself.

With new relationships, we get scared of being loved because we scared of rejection. Don’t let your fears ruin a perfectly good relationship.

When we die plant us close so life grows from our love still. Even in death my chest will bloom for you.

We have to either let go or suffer, because everything will eventually cease. And just because we love something, doesn’t mean it takes us with it.

So we danced in the rain and woke to the haze of a sunrise painted in honey.