My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.
SCHUYLERThis does not have to be a hard life to love. There is not enough time to let it stray too far from my hands.
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The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
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I’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
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Yes, this life is mine, but more often I watch it take place and my hands feel too far away to touch it.
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If every feeling comes like a wave, I try to decide what kind of coastline I’ll become.
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I’m writing about moving again, and when I write about moving, I really mean beginning. I’m beginning again.
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I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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In a dream, my fingertips pulse. I’ll be patient in my blooming. In a dream, I let time pass through open hands.
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I will still live like a ghost in the mornings; walking, listening, pouring coffee to finish sometime by the afternoon, when I’ve had enough of watching the world and do all I can to live in it.
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We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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I want to wade into the water on the sidewalk, crawl out of this feeling without giving it a name. Take a lighter to love’s sticky edges so its sadness isn’t caught in my throat.
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In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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How radiant you are, waiting by the window, watching for the sun to grant you more time to dance beneath it. You’ve let yourself dream again. Even if its in bites, even if it’s in a different voice than it used to be.
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This does not have to be a hard life to love. There is not enough time to let it stray too far from my hands.
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