Maybe I’m Not Very Good At Understanding Love—But I Do Know This
Maybe I'm not good at understanding love, after all.
View ArticleA Reminder That You Are Never Too Much For The Right People
Please remember. And I will say, this is what I take to be the most important thing I will ever tell you.
View ArticleI Should Have Been Your Muse
You beamed a brightness for her I wanted to stand in, so full of pride to be alongside her.
View ArticleTo The Love That Was Never Mine
I remember how you looked away from my eyes, too scared to fall in love.
View ArticleTo The Ones Who Don’t Wear Their Hearts On Their Sleeves
To the ones who are always surrounded by people yet feel alone as hell from the inside.
View ArticleUnloving You Doesn’t Mean It Wasn’t Real
After The Hardest Lesson I Ever Learned Was Unloving You by Sade Andria Zabala It’s funny how the smallest things remind me of you. I go to our coffee shop almost every day now. I have gotten close to...
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The Last Poem I Will Ever Write About You
It’s really gross, the people I find myself writing about at 2:30 in the morning when I can’t sleep. I always seem to come back to you. I have spent over half my life writing about you. You have been...
View ArticleLiving With Bittersweet Tangerines
I’ve come to realize over the years, that not everyone who comes into your life, is meant to be in it forever. No matter how good or strong their part in your story is or was, a lot of them will...
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4:45 On A Winter Saturday
4:45 on a winter Saturday and the sky is painted purple. If you told me this was a once in a lifetime sunset I’d believe you, But it happens every night Right here in my little wooded office Right out...
View ArticleWhen The Time Is Right
I want you to listen to me clearly – things do not get better straight away. They always take time. Moving on from hurtful experiences can take days, weeks, months and even years. It’s not easy, and...
View ArticleWhat It Meant To Be In Love With You
I blamed the blood dripping from my body for the hatred spewing from his lips. He tried to pull the sadness out of me with his hands pressed tightly against my hips. But I was withering anyway. It...
View ArticleWhere Do You Find Your Inspiration?
Ευπρόσδεκτη; welcome, welcomed, appreciated, palatable “Where do you find your inspiration?” He was from Greece, he said, here on a business trip with his sister. He had kind eyes, an eagerness, maybe...
View ArticlePay Attention
You will find yourself entranced by a blood orange moon, her light dripping out of space and into waves speckled by her light, like freckles forming constellations incomparable to the heavens. You will...
View ArticleA Few Things I Remember When I Miss You Most
The good I think about us longer than I should, conducting a deep analysis of everything that happened and dissecting each event into pieces, wondering if I should have changed, if you should have been...
View ArticleYou Were More Than A Storm
You were everything or nothing at all, there were no in-betweens. You were windows shattering in a Florida October storm that night taking everything that crossed your path and I was the only one...
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