Everything has a color.
Everything has a color
And a weight
And a feeling.
Of course, those are just the words I use.
Most of the time,
The colors aren’t actually colors.
The weights aren’t actually weights.
The feelings aren’t actually feelings.
But that’s the way I make sense of it,
The way I create words when there are none.
Songs are blue and black and pink,
Swirls merging and dividing.
A g...
It’s amazing, isn’t it?
How a fire burns out?
So quick to flame,
So quick to devour the world in red and orange.
But it burns out,
Fading into ash.
Anger burns out.
Love burns out.
I think I’m similar to fire,
In a lot of ways.
I’m thriving,
Alive.
And then suddenly I’m cold,
Watching the ashes of my heart slip through my fingers.
Never even knowing why.
Are you happy now?...
I spent the whole day thinking of what I’d write.
What words would I say to you?
What would I focus on?
What would I say first?
Would I start with the fact that you lied,
You lied to my face?
How you said “I love you,”
How you made that promise,
And now are so clearly breaking it?
How everything I believed in was obviously an illusion?
How disoriented I am?
How I feel so unsure, so alone?
How terr...
We’ve been through so much.
We’ve been to hell and back again,
But we made it.
When one of us collapsed,
The other would set them back on their feet.
Sometimes the collapse was an inflicted wound,
But we would apologize and try to fix it.
We’ve fought,
We’ve bickered,
But we made it.
Even when the ground started to shake,
Even when I questioned us,
Even when I wondered if this was really working...
I’ll still be here,
While I’m alone and unstable.
But I’ll still be here,
Even as the world burns around me.
I won’t collapse,
While I’m broken and afraid.
But I won’t collapse,
Even as the world burns around me.
I’ll survive,
While I’m hurt and betrayed.
But I’ll survive,
Even as the world burns around me.
I’ll still be here.
I won’t collapse.
I’ll survive.
Even as the world burns around me.
...
Shoot.
Shoot shoot _shoot_.
I didn’t see…
I didn’t realize…
I didn’t know, I’m sorry.
I didn’t realize.
But… what happened?
What…
What did I do?
I’m sorry.
I didn’t know…
I don’t know what happened.
I don’t know what’s wrong.
But I do know that I love you,
That I’ll give whatever you need.
You need space? Got it. I’ll stop texting. (I’m sorry I kept doing that, I didn’t realize)
If/when you need ...
Happy birthday!
I love you so much.
I hope you have a great day,
And a great year,
And a great life.
I’m so glad that whatever’s happened between us,
Whatever we’ve been through,
I get to celebrate with you today.
And I hope we get to celebrate together for many more birthdays.
But for now,
I’m happy with this one.
Happy birthday❤️...
I’m sorry I ever left you.
I’m sorry I broke your trust.
I’m sorry I hurt you.
I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.
I’m sorry I let her near you.
I’m sorry I let her hurt you.
I’m sorry I didn’t help you.
I’m sorry I let you down.
I’m sorry I still can’t fix it.
I’m sorry I don’t know how to help.
I’m sorry I don’t know what to say.
I’m sorry I am not enough.
I’m sorry that all I can seem to say is
I...
I’m so sorry.
I’m so fricking sorry.
This is all my fault.
I hurt you,
I hurt you in the worst way possible,
And you forgave me.
You gave me a second chance,
One I didn’t deserve.
One I still don’t.
You gave me something I never earned,
Something I probably never will.
I’m just not enough.
I don’t know how to be.
I swear to you,
I’m not trying to be annoying or hurtful
Or rude
Or insulting
Or dram...
