broken pieces & promises.
visible weaknesses & vulnerability.
bruises & feelings of uselessness.
last night I ran into the old me.

she told me to run; she told me to fly
out of this hole that's become my life,
but I shook my head
and all that I said was "he needs me."

how silly can she be?

3.28.15

I don't feel ***** at all.
I feel as if our sweat washed away all of the grunge of this world off of my skin and into these sheets.
Never again to leave me feeling tainted but saved by affection.

10.7.14