I am fire and madness
under your fingertips.
You are silk and honey
under the contours of my own.
We chose love throughout
each other’s iniquities,
stealing glimpses of infinity
between wisps of dawn.
We are our infinity.
We are the seconds,
and the minutes.
We are the hours
and the months.
We are here, together.
We are love well spent.
We were strangers
who found kinship
under the siege of
each other’s darkness.
Among the flicker of
phone screens and the
vulnerability of dawn, our
secrets & shadows collided.
You leave imprints
all over parts of my
soul that I forgot were
there, that I never quite
knew, existed before.
I never really recognized
what love was about until I
stared it down and realized
that the image staring back
at me has always been you.
I wish I could tell young girls that love isn’t everything. I wish I could tell them that all the things you’ll go through in high school are temporary and crushes and first loves hurt, but you will mend. I wish I could tell the ones so sure they will marry…
Dare to Be
When a new day begins, dare to smile gratefully.
When there is darkness, dare to be the first to shine a light.
When there is injustice, dare to be the first to condemn it.
When something seems difficult, dare to do it anyway.
When life seems to beat you down, dare to fight back.
When there seems to be no hope, dare to find some.
When you’re feeling tired, dare to keep going.
When times are tough, dare to be tougher.
When love hurts you, dare to love again.
When someone is hurting, dare to help them heal.
When another is lost, dare to help them find the way.
When a friend falls, dare to be the first to extend a hand.
When you cross paths with another, dare to make them smile.
When you feel great, dare to help someone else feel great too.
When the day has ended, dare to feel as you’ve done your best.
Dare to be the best you can –
At all times, Dare to be!" Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free (via feellng)
People told me that whirlwind
romances will leave your knees quivering, and your heart beating
wildly in your ears until the only
sound you can hear is his voice.
People told me it will be a lot like
fireworks, and the ecstasy hits
you like a million lightning bolts,
where you’re giddy and you’re
flying and every fiber of your
entire being feels like it’s on fire.
They didn’t tell me it was everything
and nothing all at once, leaving me
knocked out of breath, and realizing
that the only thing that mattered
could only leave me empty and tired.