I like to think you’d be proud of who I’ve become, of my stubborn passion and hyper-fixed ambition. I tell … More
Tag: loss
remembering remembering, or trying to
This place is freezing, and I don’t know if it’s the lack of your presence or the AC set to … More
salted ocean, salted skies
it’s my first time back in these waters since you died and the sky has yet to clear. Sanibel skies … More
In 5 Years’ Time
60 months. 262 weeks. 1,821 days. 43,701 hours. Has it actually been five years since I last saw you, since … More
*You’re
I almost wish we’d never met. You stole six months from me, only half of which filled with naive apprehension … More
Did You Ever Plan On Telling Me?
You were sending me “I love you” as your lips were on her neck.
The Way They Leave Tells You Everything.
I shouldn’t be laying on my bedroom floor in my now dried towel at 3 A.M. after my 4th shower … More
Promises
I’ve never known a promise that wasn’t broken so don’t promise me this isn’t the end when all that’ll do … More
Scintilla
And the worst part is, it was never even fully real to begin with. Was it? It was a rendezvous … More
Your Old Things, Take Them
I’ve got your stuff all pressed and boxed up, the dust collected atop and all. I don’t want this any … More
Saudade
4 years ago today I was told you wouldn’t make it. 4 years ago today I didn’t think I would … More
I’m Freezing Over
I don’t understand how you can claim to love someone still so deeply yet feed them icy silence, ignoring their … More
Writer’s Decongestant
Now I know that this is not a time for us. There are too many miles separating and not enough … More
Bonfire Heart
I was aimlessly flipping through my journals aged three years, only to see a letter I had begun to write … More
I Wrote This For You
I am writing this for you. The you who knows me through and through, despite what you may believe, anymore. … More
Everything I’ve Loved Became Everything I’ve Lost
I have a bad habit of not realizing what I have until I let it go and this time that … More
Do You?
I want to ask what you think of me. I want to know your candid thoughts when you hear my … More
I Used To Hold Those Eyes In Mine
I am terrified I will see you look at her the way you used to look at me and I … More
The Paradox Of Unhealing
What do you do when a wound was never given time to heal? It’s been left untreated for months continuously … More
Your Last Poem
No. No, you know what? You don’t deserve to know my thoughts and the way you’ve been circling my mind. … More
I Found Someone Better
I found myself.
188 Memories And Photographs
I deleted all of our pictures yesterday. It was like deleting memories Smiles Laughter The times you still loved me. … More
I’m Still Learning
Somewhere in the fall, I lost the map to the personal universe behind my green grey eyes. My head is spinning … More
The Afterthought
It’s really interesting rather funny, actually how we found ourselves in the opposite position we imagined. In the beginning, you … More
Stained
You always told me you were poisonous that in the end, you would end up with inky blood on your hands … More
I Made A Playlist Instead Of Writing (Because There Aren’t Words For How This Feels. Just Sounds.)
I Gave You All // Mumford And Sons Nicotine // Panic! At The Disco All Too Well // Taylor Swift … More
Disintegrate
sometimes things just d w i n d l e d o w n to nothing. you can just feel disintegrating in … More
Deconstructed
You took me apart piece by piece. Separated each fragment of my body and my soul and laid me along … More
Fading Flashbacks
There are days, weeks even that I swear I am okay. All is okay until I hear a laugh that … More
Posting On Your Facebook
Sometimes I think about how you have never seen my blog. You’ve never read any of my work in the … More
Mother’s Day
It’s your day, Mom. I remember our last Mother’s Day. I put together a beautiful little fruit plate in the … More
Moon//Stars//Sun
We used to be like the stars and the moon; constantly together, always to be found in one another’s arms. … More
On A Bench
We had spent the afternoon in a cafe on the Rue Saint-Jacques, a spring afternoon just like any other. The … More
Aftermath
It kicks you in the chest when you are so devastated and in so much pain and you pick up … More
Coping With Loss – A Playlist
Rain
br /> Grieving and loss is like rain; the way it feels, pouring down onto your skin. You aren’t … More
Why Writing?
It isn’t unusual for people to ask me what I love to do, and of course, I respond with “writing … More