May 30, 2013


I have a hard time claiming my feelings. I convince myself they're meaningless, simply made up in the corners of my mind.
How horrible to make fire into flames and flames into sparks.
But I don't like being moved by someone else. I don't like them to be in control of my feelings.
My hands shake. my head spins. And I can't stop it.
So I smother the flames into merely sparks stored in the recesses of my mind.
My heart may attempt to carry me to you, but I'm good at running the other way.


  1. beautiful words. So glad I found your blog.


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