“Everyday healing has a different face. Sometimes familiar. Sometimes a stranger.”

I am the shore and you are the tide. We come together only to get pulled in opposite directions.

You’re good at telling me lies laced with honesty.

Dear love, I’m starting to wonder where you are. I’m starting to wonder if you’ll ever find me.

You took the light parts of me and turned them dark.

When our time expires my love for you won’t.

All I’ve ever wanted is to feel wanted by you.

I’ve learned to stop begging for love. At the wrong door.

With you, I am everything I’ve ever been told I’m not.

Its better to walk into the fire than never feel the heat of the flames.

We both believed in love but one of us believed more than the other.

If you can learn to love yourself you’ll find a great company in your alone.

I am a paradox learning to be linear.

Please stop trying to make me the ghost of your past lover.

I’m hurting because I can hear your heartbreaking from two rooms over.

“What if” has me on a collared leash.

The rivers and the roads all lead to bigger things. Your path may seem narrow but you’re time is coming.

If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that’s a full day.

A day that I don’t learn something new is a wasted day.

Looking hard for a drive in, searching for a corner cafe, where the hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day.

Each day grow older, and learn something new.

You don’t know what kind of day you will have, until evening.

May I live forever. But may you live forever and a day.

If you’re working at the factory and you’re cursing every day that you get up, at all costs get out of it. You’ll just make yourself ill.

What today we mistake for a padlock, keeping us out, we may tomorrow find to be the key that lets us in.