three fourty am

love isn't always an overwhelming feeling. it doesn't always hit you like a train, or wash over you with relentless tides. sometimes it's watching his smile from a distance while he's with his friends. it's the sound of him loading the dishwasher in the morning before you've even gotten out of bed. it's the feeling … Continue reading three fourty am →

missing

why does it feel like every single thing fits right into place like a jigsaw, each little shape interlocking where it belongs it's all coming together, and i'm starting to see the full picture i'm so excited and i hold my breath as i watch them cozying in but then i can't find the last … Continue reading missing →

wishing to forget

i forgot how it feels to have my palms ache to silently cry, careful not to make a noise to fall asleep with my eyelashes damp to clench my jaw so tight i fear my teeth may snap to breath as slowly as possible so not to sniffle to repeat to myself over and over "it's … Continue reading wishing to forget →