Relapse

I’m sitting naked on the cool bathroom floor, watching the steam roll off my reddened skin, hoping that the guilt I feel in my stomach goes away and not make me rest my arms on the lavatory seat like the night before. I let myself slip again – I saw it coming; all the sleepless [...]

I Hope You Stop

I hope you stop. I hope you stop carrying the solar system on your shoulders just to give people the love of the moon, sun and stars combined, for the stars you’ve given belong in your eyes. I hope you realize that people are truly are like sunsets, stop chasing them, another will come shortly. [...]

Grieving the Loss of Someone who is Living

Missing you is similar to the undecidedness of the changing of seasons. Missing you is the irritation of the blankets sealing too much heat, and without them it is indeed freezing. Missing you is the absolute and utter confusion of me still caring for you even though I probably shouldn’t. A wasp’s sting hurts less [...]