Follow me...
Let's get
lost but,
find ourselves
at the
same time.
Let's discover
each other,
who we
really are.
I wanna
know who
you really
are, not
who you
pretend to
be.

I wanted to text you
to see how you are
because being who I am,
I always care,
but I know if I do so
I'll fall back down that
hole of trying to be in
your life again.

The parts of me that you broke
are all mended,
but the parts from my past,
don't seem like they're
going to mend together
again.

She whispered,
"I love you"

as he stared
off into the
distance

"Did you say
something?"

He turned
his head
towards hers.

"No."

You do not need to be with
someone to be happy.
You may want to be with
someone, but you do
not need to be.
Love yourself first,
please....

You built me up in the beginning, just to put me down in the end.

I was insecure,
you saw that,
you knew
that.

You complimented me,
building me up,
making my
confidence flourish,
you helped me
feel beautiful.

Then came the
lust and I
became insecure
once again.

I thought in
order to be
beautiful for you,
I had to please you.

I was insecure,
but to the point where
I would stop and
not go further.

I knew what you
liked already,
I didn't want to do
something else where
maybe you didn't
like what you saw
and
you weren't pleased.

"What do you wanna do?"*
I just want to sit with
you
in bath robes,
as we drink wine,
talk about life
and draw ugly
portraits of
each other.

It just hurts because you made me
feel like I did not matter and
what I said was nothing but
words that had no meaning.

At this point,
I don't know
what I'm feeling

All these emotions
are filling my
body and I
don't know what
to do.

I've been broken
for so long.

Is this what
feels like
to be whole
again?

To feel every
emotion
possible?

The emptiness that
was there is filling
and I'm not sure
if I like it...

We are all our own puzzle
piece
connecting to
one another's life.

being replaced is probably
one of the most
heartbreaking feelings
in the book.

You are not
worthless.
You are worth
more than all
the stars in
the sky,
More than all
the waves that
kiss the shore,
More than all
the birds that
fly the skies,
More than all
the clouds that
float on by,
More than all
the wishes dreamers
make upon dandelions.
You are worth
something.