Smoked Out

“While it didn’t last long, you changed me. Made me a better person and showed me what it feels like to be free. You touched my body and ate my moans. It was almost spiritual the way you kissed me; it felt like heaven and hell and everything in between.”

“They say you don’t get over someone until you find someone or something better. As humans, we don’t deal well with emptiness. Any empty space must be filled. Immediately. The pain of emptiness is too strong. It compels the victim to fill that place. A single moment with that empty spot causes excruciating pain. That’s why we run from distraction to distraction and from attachment to attachment.”

“Sometimes you need to take time to isolate yourself from the world. To nurture, enhance, and understand yourself.”

Sometimes you have to take things minute by minute rather than day by day.

“I thought I had healed. I had left all the words behind and now, maybe I need them more than ever. New wounds have formed. No one talks about what trauma looks like opening on top of trauma- it is a violent, painful thing. It leaves you whimpering, crawling, and confused. I can’t make it pretty. I can’t even write it yet. But times are dark again, so I’ve picked the pen back up.”