I’m fighting for something, but I’m not sure what

You’re not seeking my trust, while I’m seeking your love

I want you to see me but you’re looking right past

Why are these the only memories that last?

They last.

And it’s become the part of you I know best

It’s this part of you I hate…building it’s nest

You’ve taken all I have, so go on—-take the rest

You only respect me when I’m a reflection of your own miserable mess

I thought you were someone I’d love for my life

But this rug you pulled from under me

Is much colder, much thinner, more fragile than ice

How deep and dark is the stain on tables that turn

And how many rings does this wood have to earn

As it sits, as it ages, before it will learn

Something

Anything

That it didn’t know before.

The more I yearn means the less I know but the faster the burn

Of being young and it all getting lost on your tongue

Why am I stuck praying for more?

More of your heart, more of your mind, more of your nurture, and more of your time

But instead all I get are cheap hellos and meaningless goodbyes

Oh how I could go back to being 25

To being so hopeless but still feeling alive

When I was on the brink of it all but so far from it too

Because that

is where I

had

you.

#poetry #poem #writing #selfexpression #healing #hurt #art #writing #photography

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“Fall reminds us how beautiful it is to let dead things go.”

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But first…Let me take a sip of this PSL.

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“There is something beautiful and revitalizing about October. When the leaves fall the world is surrendering. Letting go of pieces and parts that can no longer serve in a positive way. Trees hold strong to their core and survive the storms; but every good tree knows that as time goes by, the leaves come back and we all get to start again.”

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Fall hues, cool-ish weather, rainy days, mums, pumpkins, pumpkin spice. Fall is near & I will never not indulge fully in all of the fruit you bare.

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“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”

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“You fell in love with my flowers but not my roots…So when autumn came you didn’t know what to do.”

#fall #leaves #pumpkins #travel #photography #art #love

#flowersfeeltoo

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Freckles, scars, veins…What many people consider imperfections or insecurities & often mask, are what I think are most beautiful. Individuality, being alive, being human. Details are always sufficient.

#flowers #photography #pink #orchids #love #art #writing