I .. Hate that I still think about you.That I still check my phonelike you might remember what we were, to say nevermind, like a life of yours couldn’t exist without mine.You said you cared, and … maybe you did … but not enough to stay.Not enough to fight for me. I replay everything,every look,every… — read more

I’m tired of writing about you.The words don’t soothe anymore they sting.Every line pulls me backto a place I keep trying to leave. It doesn’t make the hurt stop.It doesn’t make you care.It doesn’t make you love me through itor want to fix what’s been broken for so long. I’ve spilled every truth I have,begged… — read more

I’m holding on to a thread of hope,fragile and fraying between my fingers.It’s quiet here the kind of quiet that knows too much. I tell myself maybe,maybe one day you’ll see methe way I’ve always seen you with both eyes open,with a heart that doesn’t hesitate. But even as I whisper it,I know I’m the… — read more