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Broken for better.
Terrifying, wonderful, love.
I suppose that not necessarily feeling terrified is what's terrifying. Settling in and trusting, rearranging reflexes as they serve no purpose here and now: it's work, moment-to-moment. All of the silly habits I've developed for myself, I almost laugh at the lengths I've gone to in the past to emphasize my solidarity. ( Read more... ) -
Home.
With you, I'm home. -
I feel disarmed.
I am not accustomed to missing someone so much after just a couple of days. What the hell. -
I was so afraid.
And then they fell asleep with their foreheads close and their silhouettes somehow aligned. -
Rock and a soft place.
If there has lately been a union of words cycling through my head, it would be, "I feel I did exactly what I needed to do for exactly as long as I needed to do it ( Read more... ) -
Rehydrate.
It is a common thing to be lackadaisical with resolutions. I have before even to the extent of not bothering at all. Preempting the failure. "I told you so ( Read more... ) -
Callouse.
But I hold my cards,
Only until I don't need to. -
The night before first...
Awkward. Not bad. Easy. Mirth behind your bright, dark, intelligent eyes. Something authentic and perhaps even shy in a smile I immediately liked ( Read more... ) -
Patience not be lost.
To a degree, this has been a year of destruction. Malformed decisions made in haste; choices made in rapid-fire. Things I hope not too terrible, but certainly uncharacteristic: reactive, affected ( Read more... )
