it wouldn’t matter if i were
damned
to hell i don’t need to be
to know what it is to burn
eternally
Monthly Archives: December 2020
Grief.
sad songs
remind me of you
of your sad eyes
or maybe the grief i feel
when they cross my mind
admittedly
i think about you
more than i’d like to
or so i tell myself
Joy.
she is
a classical symphony
in the summer dusk
a fast river of notes
a cashmere cloak
soft and gracious
and fierce
Butterflies.
i still get butterflies
thinking about the first time
you held my hand
and all the times after that
still melt
when i stare into your eyes
those beautiful dark oceans
and hope you’re staring back
Suppose.
sometimes
the “what-ifs” are
the hot sparks inside my heart
other times
they are the heavy iron chains
soldered to my soul
Ablaze.
i wish i could forget
i lit a match instead
black coal where my heart beats
this fire is part of me
let me burn forever
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Tattoo.
To stay,
enduring,
unending,
eternal,
is my love,
is my grief,
inextricably
to bear.
∞
What is the difference between love and grief, but time? They are inextricably connected. One cannot exist without the other. Continue reading