At my happiest and strongest. I love this version of myself.
You are a breath of fresh air, when I have been breathing in smog for so long
We are all too busy admiring the mountain to ever climb it.
Too busy taking pictures of the sunset to ever become it.
I hope the next girl who loves you
holds your hand during your panic attacks.
I hope she likes to sing in the car
and knows just the words to say when you’re hurting.
I loved you as long as I could.
I hope she loves you longer.
The winter swallowed me whole and I am not like Jonah
who can pray himself out of a whale, who can turn around
and beg God to give him a second chance.
I begged Him to save me, to teach me how to love you longer,
more passionately, over any distance -
but He told me he didn’t know how. .
Don’t step on the crack or you’ll break your mama’s back
and don’t fall in love with someone who lives
seven hundred miles away
because everything inside of you will
fracture when you leave.
indie blog ✿