Tag: relationships
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When You Pick A Petal, Save One For Me
It’s the coldest day Florida has ever seen in years and I’m appreciating the small chance at winter I’ve gotten. Much like the weather I reminisce on the icy version of who I was last February and I’ve come to thaw out and all that ice has finally melted away. I can feel it in…
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Frontal Lobe, Where Have You Been My Whole Life?
People don’t talk about the shift that happens when you reach a certain age. It’s as if your frontal lobe finally snaps into place and you begin to realize the things that are truly important in this life. A lot of things in life are about perspective and mindset. 5 months ago, I felt as…
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Under The Electric Sky
I closed my eyes and stood there as I felt the music flow through my body. I was exhausted but somehow the music kept me alive. I felt a cool breeze hit my skin, and I opened my eyes and was staring up at the sky, you would think I was able to see stars,…
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Poem: Sometimes, I Wonder
Sometimes, the pain comes in the form of a lump in my throat. The ache is so bad I grip my chest like that will make it stop. Like I could punch a hole straight into my ribcage, grasp my heart and rip it out or hold it as a comfort. Sometimes, you cross my…
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Poem:If The Walls Could Talk
The keys shook in her hands, she could barely breathe. She turned the handle to what would be the start of her new life. She walked in and her footsteps echoed in the empty the space, the emptiness resonated within her soul. There was no furniture to dampen the sound of her footsteps and the…
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Do I Love Me, Do I Love Me Not?
Tonight, I had to talk myself out of my car and into this restaurant I’m currently sitting in. It still takes some inner pep talking to muster up the courage to get out and do things by myself. But any opportunity to become very familiar with who I am I’ll take it. I have a…
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The Dating Pool is Shallow
Gosh, where do I even begin? I’ve had a few people ask me why I haven’t really touched on the topic of dating. And the truth of the matter is because for a long time I hadn’t really felt ready. Unfortunately, I had to work on fixing things I didn’t break. I quickly grabbed my…
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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…
The Ramblings of the Hopeful Overthinker 