at what point
do you stop waiting
on them
and just
let go?
Feminist, Writer, Cult Classic
at what point
do you stop waiting
on them
and just
let go?
she was never crazy
she was free
in a way
that most people
never understand.
her beauty
predisposed her
to disaster
but what a beautiful
chaos
she created.
tonight
i decided
im done spending time
with ghost and souls
of loves
who’ve left.
you melt the ice
in my heart
to water
and give my flowers
new life.
after all that’s happened
the hardest thing
isn’t watching people go
it’s letting people
in.
i gave you my heart
so when you left
i had nothing left
to lose.
reduce her to her body
and miss the stars
that bloom
from her soul.
her love was
the night sky
on which my whole
universe
was painted.
we were so scared
we didn’t realize
that the walls we built
to protect ourselves
are what made us feel
so lonely.