I’ve not yet been able to make sense of my happiness, that is foreign to me like a feeling I’ve never known.
My happiness dances around me, a picture of the words I’ve never said and the smiles I’ve avoided.
They are movie stars and I have loved them all at one point.
I will have to say goodbye to every scene I’ve watched, I knew this day would come.
I told myself trust no one, open yourself up to no one,
This wound is unavoidable, am I afraid to feel?
I set myself up for something I know I’ll never be.
I will never forgive myself for something no one here knows about.
But I’ve touched kindness and it has touched me back.
I have known the allure of life…it is a red rose.
I will have to watch myself bloom around him & die inside.
Life hurts, life is feeling, and life is inescapably beautiful.
Life is terrifying.
I am alone and sometimes I want to be, but really, I am beyond the dark seas.
Will I ever be the same again?