Tag: emotional
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Poem: Our Love Was Lukewarm
I stop dead in my tracks, there he was sitting at a table, as I open the door to the small cafe. My breath stolen, like a semi-truck right to the chest. It’s felt like a lifetime since we’ve been in the same room, breathing the same air. The very air he’s stolen from me…
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Fall In Love With All The Broken Pieces
As I walk on the beach, I notice love alI the around me and I get to thinking but then again, when am I not? I think about, in the span of seven short months, how different life has become for me. And in that time, I think about how I lost a piece of…
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Poem: Confessions In The Dark
It’s the night time, the streets lights are peeking through the blinds and the room is quiet. Yet, my thoughts are deafening. I’m in the bedroom lying awake, pillow soaked as a byproduct of my endless tears and all I can focus on is the you shaped space next to me. But it’s just an…
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The Big Scary Void
I have started off so many of my blog posts with a question, I’m constantly searching for answers. I’m naturally a very curious person but I’m also an over-thinker so you could imagine how that might not mix well. A-lot of questions have been popping up in my mind here and there, combing through the…
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New Year, Same Me. Is That How The Saying Goes?
It’s my last blog post of 2024 so buckle up readers, this is going to be a long one. This year has been one of the hardest years of my life, it has tested me in ways that I had never imagined. I have lost friendships, I lost my relationship and mostly, I lost my…
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Life Is As Magical As You Make It
The sun is setting, the sky is painted a beautiful dusty pink and purple color and I’m watching the airplanes fly overhead. I close my eyes and take a deep breath and allow my mind to go quiet for just a second. I’m enjoying this moment, there are times I don’t think we realize how…
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Poem: The One Sided Invisible String
People talk about the invisible string, the one that brings two people together. No one talks about the one sided invisible string, where one person continues to hang on while the other has let go. No one talks about the pain that comes with it. I had always hoped he would lasso his string to…
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Take The Rose Colored Glasses Off
I cried today, actually, that feels like an understatement, the pain felt like a knife and the tears just fell, those feelings came crashing back and hit me like I was submerged in a cold plunge. My mind deceives me by bringing up questions that I’ll never get answers to. I feel like I’m a…
The Ramblings of the Hopeful Overthinker 