Sometimes we don’t want to speak to anyone. Not in person, not on the phone, not on text, not a thing. We just want to be left alone with our own thoughts. It’s because our body and mind crave silence and solitude sometimes. And that’s okay!
Love? I think we met once. Maybe I was drunk, But I can't be sure. Do you know what it looked like? What it felt like? Tell me, Was there anyone else there with me?
The thing he loved most about her was not that her heart had no scars, but that she had turned them into something beautiful and fierce. She wore them like tattoos on her body telling her story, a story too untamed to be spoken.
Just your regular girl, Nothing fancy about me. Almost always invisible. But you saw me through my invisibility cloak. And gave me an invisible crown to wear. Suddenly I felt important and wanted, I felt like someone's light in the storm. Most importantly I felt loved. Still invisible to the world around, Everyone but you.... Continue Reading →