Perfection is overrated,
we use this word all the time
to describe people, things, moments
but this description is inaccurate
We all know nothing in this world
is perfect in every way
Eliminate this word from your vocabulary
Replace it with: real, beautiful, honest, true
You don't want to be perfect
You want to be wonderful, beautiful, mistake making YOU.

The anticipation of spring's arrival
knowing that it seems far but is closer than we think
That's what makes winter beautiful
We see everything die, the cold settles in and overstays its welcome
We begin thinking it will stay winter forever
and then the sun thaws out,
a little green plant pushes it's way out of the earth
and it says, "it's not the end, it's a new beginning."

I want a night with you, alone
no devices or distractions
full attention, nothing to preoccupy our minds,
our hearts entirely focused
just you and me
slow dancing in the dark.

she never wanted to say
"these are your flaws."
she had always preferred
"but these are your features!"
and she never quite understood
why the people we're closest to
are the most critical creatures.

as of late my dreams disturbed
by things unseen and things unheard
in waking life fears are suppressed
but as I sleep they all undress

There is a quiet, heavy feeling in the air.
A tension between us loaded with distrust and anger, selfishness and disappointment.
I begin to wonder if you feel it too...
the space between us growing wider.
Do you wonder if it's over? Or do you know that it's over, but are afraid to let go?
It's ok if you are, because I am too. I'm afraid.

She’s not the only one, she knows there’s others out there
People like her
who have the ability to appear,
To come out of the woodwork, waiting just below the surface
for the perfect moment to
attack, to attach, get what they need…
While everyone else goes around calling them monsters,
so they live that way, it becomes a game.