Getting to know you was the most wonderful adventure…
It was like suddenly discovering the love of my life and my best friend all in one. There were moments when I was almost afraid that this couldn’t be real…. That YOU couldn’t be real… Everything about you was just too perfect and we were so compatible it just didn’t seem possible.
But I surrendered to the feeling… let it take me where I knew I was fated to go and I’m so glad that I did because it allowed me to get to know you and in getting to know you I was getting to know myself …. because YOU are other half of me.
It was discovering new things about myself I never knew and remembering things about myself I thought I’d lost like my childlike joy and ability to laugh loudly and love deeply.
Finding you brought a magic and a joy into my life unlike anything I have ever known…. and there is not a day that goes by I am not grateful that on a planet of over 7 billion people, I was lucky enough to find you.
I wish I could trust and believe in people. But I’ve been proved wrong so many times it’s hard to believe in something I see as a lie.
—  Excerpt from the book I’ll never write // I’m drunk
I want to tell you to come back
I want you to tell me that you still love me
I wish we were what we used to be

8-27-16 9:24am


She used to read the obituaries in the newspaper every early morning, her eyes traveling over the names that soon would be forgotten by those who did not know them by heart. When he asked her why she only looked at him as if he was the odd one.
“ If I don’t, who will?”
What he did not notice then was the nervous dance of her fingers underneath the table cloth and what those names symbolized for her. That one day her own would stand against black and white and no one would know what secrets it had once held. No one would be there to read hers. So she gave every name a final thought, a last wove: that she would always remember. That someone cared.

You will never know what really love is if you aren’t loved like you deserve everything this earth can give. You will never know the wonders of being loved will bring because it captivates you into this round ball of boundaries running in circles yet illuminating outwards to new horizons. It is complete somehow yet incomplete. You will find completeness in incompleteness. Somehow it is more than passion, bigger and louder, the voice, the face, the laugh, those little gestures, the fretting, the look out for the furrows that sit on their brows, the shadows that wake their sleep, the smiles will become your world. Life somehow a celebration..only better, brighter, fiercer. Hold on even if you are loved like that, it makes sense in the end somehow..