Not being able to kiss someone you really rEALLY REALLY wanna kiss is kinda sad and very dumb.
What if your blessing is being able to bless other people?
You don’t have to control your thoughts; you just have to stop letting them control you.
God didn’t give you the strength to get back on your feet so that you can run back to the same thing that knocked you down.
I needed this, amen!
your lips never unlearned her name
as if she had tattooed herself inside your teeth
you dream about her,
cry her name in your sleep
she is the summer rain and
her smile is so quick maybe that is why
it still feels like lightning as it runs up
but you are blackmoon nights
where you chew off your fingernails and
start fights with too much alcohol
to see who winds up empty:
you or the bottle
so you let her go because waterlilies
don’t call deserts like you
he better know the measure
of the girl he wraps his arms around
because oh god oh fuck oh sweet lord
if she is a skyscraper,
you are just dirt
and you will do anything
to make her
the happiest girl
in this world.