There are castles everywhere filled to the brim with stories swallowed by the wind and long forgotten.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYThere are castles everywhere filled to the brim with stories swallowed by the wind and long forgotten.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYWe lock away our secrets and push them deep down so they feel farther away but they will always be inside us, no matter how well we hide the key.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYYou have always been able to manipulate my heart in such a way that even though I’m bleeding, I offer you band aids that are holding me together.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYI come as a full course meal, I will no longer hand myself out like a menu and wait for people to pick me out.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYAfter the vines that were tightly wrapped around my neck finally loosened, I made a vow to never take breathing for granted again.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYI’ve been boiling up for too long, and I’m about to erupt. Its time for the world to feel my fire.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYPiece by piece we rebuild the moon each night.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYThen the light came and swept me off my feet.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYI’ve spent a lot of my life being lost but aren’t those the best adventures?
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYYou are the sweet, soft, delicacy that delights my soul. I want to taste every part of your aura’s citrusy tang.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYWon’t you let me sail the waves with you, we can dive into the darkest depths of each other and if you ever feel like drowning, I promise I will be there to bring you back to solid ground.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYForgiveness is a baked good it takes time and patience and I used to enjoy bouncing around the kitchen mixing sugar and love- but I don’t bake anymore.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYI’ve scattered poems all across this world so that if you ever decide to wonder about an old friend you could see that despite all my anger really- I just miss you.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYOften all we can do is breathe, even that can be hard sometimes.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYSitting watching the sunset she was thinking about him the way she always did when she saw something beautiful.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRYI wonder if she understands how different she is from any other friends I’ve had, If she recognizes how many of my poems are about the way our souls entwine, If she’ll ever know how much I love her.
JULIA KELLOGG HENRY