When I look at you, I see the moon – I wish you could see that you’re every poets muse.
EMILY KURCWhen I look at you, I see the moon – I wish you could see that you’re every poets muse.
EMILY KURCMen like you were never meant for storms like us.
EMILY KURCYou don’t deserve my poetry. I hate that I give you that satisfaction still.
EMILY KURCI hope you think of me during every thunderstorm.
EMILY KURCI no longer wear my heart on my sleeve. Instead, I keep this love folded up, like a tiny paper plane, until my heart is ready to soar again.
EMILY KURCSpill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
EMILY KURCI like to think of myself as the sun, but it gets really lonely all the way out here especially when everything I try to touch burns.
EMILY KURCI have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.
EMILY KURCI laugh and I cry and I reason on until the late night, but I never feel the urge to call you. The person that I once knew is forever frozen in time.
EMILY KURCI don’t love you anymore. But each time you begin to fade it makes my heart feel numb.
EMILY KURCThere was a hesitation in your touch only time could see.
EMILY KURCThere was a time when I loved you too much that it made me feel the darkest shades of blue. It’s been years now, but I’m seeing life in other colors again.
EMILY KURCFaded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.
EMILY KURCI woke up this morning and for once, I had no desire to drink my morning coffee. Is that how it felt for you to wake up and never return?
EMILY KURCIn a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record.
EMILY KURCI taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
EMILY KURC