4.23.19

What’s the point of living if you don’t dream


Love is painful
If it’s anything
At all


When the breadth and depth of a conspiracy is so malicious, denial is often easier.


I need to see you asleep
Before I rest my eyes
To know you’re safe
In my heart and mind


We’ve cried more than most would ever guess
Over a decade of loss written in skin
Scars and surgeries, missed opportunities
A heartbeat, ripped from bloodied hands
But still, side by side, ‘till our dying days
Never found a battle we couldn’t win