every place i go
i leave another place behind–
i’ve been running from myself
and losing everyone
in the process.
Feminist, Writer, Cult Classic
every place i go
i leave another place behind–
i’ve been running from myself
and losing everyone
in the process.
painful as they might be
i keep the memories alive
because letting go of them
would mean losing
you again.
we were so scared
we didn’t realize
that the walls we built
to protect ourselves
are what made us feel
so lonely.
i opened myself
to you
and all you did
was take.
she was tired
of men
that fell in love
with their hands,
when there were stars
that bloomed
from her soul.
the fall was worth
every second
of flight.
i spent so much time
blaming myself
for bleeding,
instead of asking why
you were standing there
holding the knife.
when i close my eyes
the visions of you come to life,
every breath more painful
then the last—
the distance between us
exaggerated
by how close i still hold you
in my heart.
i feel like i’ve aged
against my will
beyond my best before date,
every feeling a hollow version
of one i’ve felt before.
slowly i learned
the dangerous lesson
that no one can leave
if you don’t let them in.