We Are Gilded People

I stole your name

From the gusts of wind

And wondered

If it was destiny?

Thoughts on Love #8

In the waves is the truth behind love. It doesn't burn like a fire, or dance like the wind. Love is the rippling, crashing, rising, falling, swaying, never-ceasing tide which crashes against the shores of my heart. Slowly chipping away at the rock-solid armor which protects the person who has been hurt one too many times.

Butterfly Blues

In my stomach were butterflies

But I had no idea why,

I loved you dearly, yet still I see

Myself franticly clipping their wings.

The world is in a state of gray

But you come in and brightly say

“Only you, my love, will I adore.”

I never could have wanted more.

For you I live, for you I breathe

My heart wants these creatures freed

Escaped from their cage, released today

My butterfly blues finally fade away

You fell in love

With my black cherry lips

Without the knowledge 

Of the pit within

Thoughts on Love #17

Love.

The word is full of expectations. You think there will be joy and comfort in love, you think there will be safety and confidence. However, the truth is that love defies expectations.

It shatters what we think we know and enhances truth in our lives. The truth about love is that love is truth, and that is something that is untaintable.

Lilac words

And lavender hallucinations

Illuminate a world

That is better off

Without me in it

Thoughts on Love #13

When you didn't tell me the truth, you said it was to protect me. You looked me right in the eyes and said that you didn't want to hurt me. 

What you didn't think about was how much it would hurt when I found out. Now I know that you think I am weak, and fragile- that is what hurt the most. All this time I have been trying to be strong and to stand firm when I knew what you were telling me was complete bull.

What hurt me more than the deceit and the dishonesty was the fact that you never even knew me enough to realise that I am anything but delicate. 

Does the silence

Want to scream

So it knows that it

Still can?

I am stronger than

My demons

And bigger than

My faults

So why do i let them control me

As if i am nothing at all

Its 6:00 in the morning

I'd rather be in bed

Sleeping, waiting

Hibernating

For another day

Instead