Loving You To Pieces. {poetry}
You know betrayal and lies, you know defeat and shame
You know pain and sorrow, you know very well how it feels
When you aren’t loved... so your doors are closed to love
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What Happens When You Find Love Again.
You trusted the last one when the red flags went off, so what makes this one different? What makes this love trustworthy and worth it? Between the fear and the doubt of your own understanding of the fear that is still in your mind, you have to trust your heart and your intuition.
Jump Out Of Your Victim Story And Into Spirit.
I recently came across an article on emotional abuse in romantic relationships. And it got me thinking. Past memories came up to the surface of my consciousness — memories of both experiencing the abuse and witnessing it. Emotional abuse. Sexual abuse. Physical abuse. This isn’t the time ...
Peacemaker, You Have All The Love In The World.
Why do I hold my friends and family members at arm’s length, keeping them just far enough from both the brightness of my heart’s beating pulse as well as the sharp flashes of true, human emotion I at times feel toward and around them?
Our Symphony Has Stopped: A Letter To My Lost Love.
Your new life is in a home I'll never visit, filled with furniture I'll never see. But there amongst the books and trinkets, amidst the coffee cups and sheets, there are traces of me. Of us. An echo of laughter. An imprint of interlaced fingers. An unfinished argument. A chapter that never ...
Less Judgment, More Empathy.
Empathy is significant for the elimination of judgment. It lets people off the hook. It gives second chances. It changes outcomes. It builds bridges. It eliminates gossip.
My Climbing Rope Binds Me To The Power Of Your Wild Heart.
My love, you are Mount Everest. Some who dare climb to the heights of your frequency risk life and limb. Others — true athletes and adventurers — see just another mountain to be conquered. I, on the other hand, am an explorer, a seeker, not a conqueror. I am not averse to hanging ...
I Don’t Love You. {poetry}
I don’t love you because my senses get heightened at the mere thought of you, or because my heart cannot beat if it isn’t for you, as my soul shines in anticipation of the presence of yours. I love you because a snowflake blinds my wait, and the morning dew fertilizes my thoughts of you.
Please Don’t Try To Fix Me.
And in the process of waiting, I vow to never cease stirring the pot of questions. To let the flight of ideas and the whirl of ponders melt away my skin. Fleshy enclave of a beating heart made of questions, not answers. Love, not certainty. Life, not fear. Feeling over growth. Faith over ...
Honor The Beauty Of Love.
Just because your relationship has ended, it doesn't mean you have lost or wasted time. Just because you experience a break-up, it doesn't mean that you have to feel bitter or angry. If you have spent time avoiding relationships with others, please know that you are worthy of love and belonging.