She stopped reading over the prologue she realized she had too many chapters left to write-moving on.
CHARLIE GILBERTShe stopped reading over the prologue she realized she had too many chapters left to write-moving on.
CHARLIE GILBERTEverything was hard & she kept going-we grow in our valleys.
CHARLIE GILBERTIs your love the storm or the lighthouse?
CHARLIE GILBERTTo be held safe in our vulnerabilities -isn’t that what we should call love?
CHARLIE GILBERTI am proud of the love I gave you it was laced in loyalty & light.
CHARLIE GILBERTIf you didn’t want her to scream so loud you shouldn’t have tried to strangle her voice -both love & violence are a choice.
CHARLIE GILBERTHe was so selfish that he refused her shelter from waves & winds all while claiming from his lighthouse that he loved her -he became the storm she needed saving from.
CHARLIE GILBERTHe says your poems whisper too loudly of ugly truths. He forgets he authors the endings.
CHARLIE GILBERTI became fluent in all their leaving i became in all the grieving.
CHARLIE GILBERTI am not here to fight with you I’m here to sit with you in love- Lets take the gloves off.
CHARLIE GILBERTChildren raised by mothers who do not keep their children sheltered from the wrath of their fathers, end up mistrusting women.
CHARLIE GILBERTDon’t buy their greatest lie -social media.
CHARLIE GILBERTHe said ‘words are nothing but clumsy’-as he watched poetry fall from my lips.
CHARLIE GILBERTHe tried everything to silence her except for kindness and remorse -only love softens a voice.
CHARLIE GILBERTNothing is healed in anger that was made in love -take the gloves off.
CHARLIE GILBERTHe made me raw & fragile & reminded me of all the things I had not healed.
CHARLIE GILBERT