it’s the gut-wrenching reality
that even in your moments of joy,
there is a lurking dread,
a voice that reminds you
that in a blink,
your life could be shattered,
that your body could be taken,
your soul torn apart,
and the world would still say
'she was asking for it.'-
and when
i think
about those memories,
they warm my heart
in the coldest possible way.-
J.U.N.E & I.
in a weary stride
the fields stretched wide
tired hands, days of toil.
both dark and bright
greet each new dawn.
a dance of life in sight and sound
days of wonder, fleeting and true.
days of June
moves gracefully on.-
a love.
that once wrapped in solace.
now a silent ache.
her absence,
a void that time never clears.
her caress,
once a haven so sweet
now a bitter sea.
still sometimes
lost in the waves of what once was.
this agony. so pure.
a poignant reminder of love's enduring pains.
oh! for. in her warmth, i found my tears.-
a love that found no home.
in november's arms, i'm left in the rain.-
and hope.
like a fleeting whisper in the wind,
sometimes feels present but elusive,
slipping through my grasp
when i try to hold onto it.
hope too feels so much like your love. feels there.
but never there.-
don't ask questions about longing.
look in my face.
whatever i was looking for
was always you.-
words spoken in vain.
your love, once fierce, feels gone.
silent tears trace the paths of memories.
like a haunting, bitter sweet song.
in the ruins of what was, a heartache that won't decay.
but in the end, i must find my own way.
for if saying goodbye comes so easy to you,
then it's only right for me to walk away.-
in the tides of my heart,
i'm lost in this sea,
of hating you and
loving the memories of you.-
there's an undeniable allure
in those who share their knowledge graciously,
lifting you up rather than leaving you feeling inadequate
for what you've yet to learn.-