You have to be odd to be number one.
Write her a letter, send her a flower, love only gets old if you let it.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
Don’t ever feel bad for making a decision that upsets other people. You are not responsible for their happiness. You are responsible for your happiness.
When I saw you, I knew.
I just knew.
The wanting climbed into every bone
and nestled deep.
My mouth watered,
my eyes were wet,
my hands ached,
and I knew I was in trouble.
I knew, who you’d become to me,
and how soft your name would be in my mouth,
and how madness would come in whispers,
and how one day I’d write poems about how beautiful and delicate you are,
and feel sick.
When did loving yourself
become so rare, that it’s
revolutionary to do so?
Do not be so sweet
That people will eat you up.
Nor so bitter that
They will spit you out.
I don’t trust people who have never questioned their beliefs
When you start seeing your worth, you’ll find it harder to stay around people who don’t.
There is something in me, I can’t define but it hurts all the time.