I buy all your favorite foods so I will be ready when you come home
because once I did this and you said “This is how I know you love
I go on long walks alone and think about a poem my friend wrote
that goes ”This is how you die by distance.”
I hum the sound of the dial tone under my breath.
I stare at my hands and wonder at their uses. I consider pawning
my thighs. I consider auctioning off my hip bones. I put my breasts in
a box on the top shelf of the closet. I do not need them now.
I think of all the things I have to tell you when I will see you.
Stories like: I just found out pumpkins are technically fruits
and Cary Grant’s first job was in a traveling circus
and Most mammals are born able to walk and learn to run within minutes, so we are not crazy for moving so fast.
This morning I wrote your name in the steam on my mirror, even though I knew it would fade within minutes
In my best notebook I wrote “I miss you” ten thousand times.
I wrote “I think I am missing one of my ribs”
I wrote “I envy the way leaves know exactly when to fall from the branches and when to come back in the spring”
I wrote “Everyone else isn’t you. It turns out that’s a huge problem for me.”
“God isn’t tired of you. He doesn’t actually get tired. He isn’t waiting for you to impress Him. He actually wants you to come to Him, so HE can impress YOU with how much He loves and cares for you.”—Unka Glen (via jesuszoned)
I used to be such a happy person. I was always smiling, laughing, out with friends. Now, I’m just a mess. I let the thoughts overcome me. I’m not that happy person that I was anymore. People think I still am, when in reality I’m not. I just wish everything can go back to what it used to be. I just need a chance to fix all my mistakes, and get myself back to my feet. I’m tired of being broken. I really am.
the worst thing about being shy and introverted is that you most of the time come off as cold and arrogant like you think you’re better than everyone else and thats why you don’t talk to people or hang out with them but it’s really the opposite its like you’re so uncomfortable with yourself that you don’t wanna share it with anyone else so you just dont and people think you’re an asshole but you’re actually just really scared
leaving is not enough; you must stay gone. train your heart like a dog. change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. you lucky, lucky girl. you have an apartment just your size. a bathtub full of tea. a heart the size of…
”….taking a moment out of every day to just really think about my days events, what happened or what didn’t happen and how it affected me because I think a lot of the time we just drift through life with such a level of speed and we take the saying ‘life is short’ rather too literal…..causes us to fail in noticing or realising some of the most important things in life.”
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