Detour

A few texts throughout the day, or maybe not. Occasional vanilla sex with a side of tedious meaningless small talk. The conversation intensity you're hoping to have lacks depth and emotional connection. Just surface bullshit. Is it insecurity and desperation that has made this kind of relationship acceptable? Maybe so. Or maybe it's just the comfortability of it all, and people fucking settle for it.

Please don’t.

Your days here on Earth are so fucking short. They should be brimming with bliss and laughter— thick with connection, intense passion, adventure, spontaneity and inspiration. Spend them with someone who is on the same level, who you crave and craves you back. Someone who shares your depth.

Inspire each other. Push and support one another. Never just settle. Rather, live and experience everything. Live this life full of discovery, passion, and intimacy.

Trivial

When you really get to know a person, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell.

That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty.

You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it, and admire it with your eyes and your body, but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect emotionally with a person, any physical imperfections disappear, and become irrelevant.

Time.

Sometimes all we need is time.

Time to talk.
Time to listen.
Time to be vulnerable.
Time to feel. Time to understand.
Time to heal.

Love is not something you can slack on. It requires continual effort, ongoing nurturing and care. When things start falling apart, it’s because you lack time. Love fades because over time too much time is lost.

Fearless

I will cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I will write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I will stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your darkness.

algorithmic

we are all just equations, a sum of lifes happenings. and if we dont like the result, we have the ability to add or subtract as we wish. 

Constrained

Under no circumstances are you obliged to love someone. Love builds its foundation on trust and respect. It can be earned or lost just like that.

Restless

Tucked away in a book somewhere is a note with all the answers. It’s fragile and beautiful, but we’re too busy burning through the world to stop and read.

Novel

We never had to force love. We were drowning in it the very moment we met. ”But what if love fades?” she asked.

He laughed and said “Darling, you will never be unloved by me. You are far too tangled in my soul.”

synthesis

once you experience feeling alive, even for a second, you’ll spend the rest of your life looking for things that take you there. you’ll seek out people that show the smallest signs of being candidates to make you feel something, anything. even for a minute, to bring back that feeling you once had. be careful. 

Fingerprints

There have been innumerable people that have crossed my path in this lifetime, and no one else has touched my life quite the way he has.

He has brought to light all the things that I am, and all the things I am not. Things I've passed over a thousand times unnoticed. He's shared stories of his past and present, and within them, truth.

We have laughed and we have cried, and we have laid in bed and talked about our future for hours on end. We've made crazy, intense, passionate love, and shared pizza in bed. We've held each other in complete silence with just the sound of our own thoughts swimming in our heads.

He has inspired me to experience the world in a new light. To write like a madwoman. To not let life slip through my fingers. To be fully present, and aware. To live in the moment, and for the moment. To drink stronger sweeter coffee and talk to more strangers.

I am so incredibly thankful for him, as he has left the best fingerprints on me in this lifetime.

It truly has been the most unbelievable love story one could ever tell...

Asylum

It’s those sweet moments of support we all want. When things get crazy, there’s that one who isn’t. The one that slips their hand in your pocket and says with a smile, “I’ve got you.”

COVID-19: Quarantine

On a positive note, I’d like to think that ever since quarantining started all around the world, the air is filled with more laughter and talk. I hope that kids are playing in their backyards with their family, and that there are more people talking happily on the phone with loved ones because they actually have time to. 

And where it’s warm, I bet everyone has their windows open a little and you can smell the aroma of their dinners cooking in the evening. At night, I imagine the glow of backyard fire pits and the sound of children delighted to spend time with parents that are usually never home.

I am completely enthralled with the fact that somewhere out there, parents are probably binge watching their favorite Netflix show because they are home from work and finally have a chance to watch movies together.

I bet that neighbors wave over at each other as they sit on the porch enjoying a cold beer, or smile and say good morning when they take the dog out or when they check the mail. 

As I watch all the videos online—people playing music from their balconies with neighbors, people pranking family members and making Tiktok’s with their friends— it’s just an amazing reminder to see people just being...people.

It makes my heart so full to know there are still decent humans out there and that they are being relentlessly, beautifully human, regardless of what happens.

Preliminary

Venomous fangs, poison dipped lips, fatal eyes, and a deceiving tongue. I watch as their gaze falls across me. I lust the curiosity as they fantasize about what my skin tastes like and the enigma inside my brain.

Perceptible

He’s like that page in a book that makes you close your eyes and dream. The lust he inspires is palpable. You can feel it slowly slither across your skin and wrap itself around your throat.

illustrious

You are the only one allowed

to enter my kingdom of solitude.

Only while you're around, my King,

will I let my guard down.

Communication

She forgot how to talk

the moment she learned

that nobody understood.

Sequence

You and I run on borrowed time. Let us steal as many seconds as our frantic hands can carry.  Maybe if we run fast enough, we can escape a fate that follows behind us. Maybe we can outrun our undoing.

Panoramic

You know it is love when you get caught within someone’s hurricane, but are still grateful for witnessing the storm...