startersΒ /Β prompts taken from f. d. soulβs work ,Β between you and these bonesΒ .Β feel free to change pronounsΒ /Β tenses as necessary .
βΒ the problem is you keep trying to use your eyesΒ β
βΒ how i soften when you pull me against youΒ β
βΒ you are teaching me to loveΒ β
βΒ i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyesΒ β
βΒ you perhaps will become my swan songΒ β
βΒ it is a very human thing to loveΒ β
βΒ you are my good daysΒ β
βΒ i have been loved dearlyΒ β
βΒ i promise you will not always be this warΒ β
βΒ thank god for the stubbornness of organsΒ β
βΒ it takes me seven days to stop being in love with youΒ β
βΒ there will always be another dayΒ β
βΒ there will always be another mercyΒ β
βΒ perhaps i will take up dancing againΒ β
βΒ what a pretty little disaster you will beΒ β
βΒ i am terrified for youΒ β
βΒ i will fold inside of myselfΒ β
βΒ today i am thankfulΒ β
βΒ i didnβt want to sleep because i didnβt want to wakeΒ β
βΒ come and get meΒ β
βΒ i tell myself i do not need youΒ β
βΒ i think i broke again last nightΒ β
βΒ iβm just trying to connect with youΒ β
βΒ you are an ocean that will perhaps never stop crashingΒ β
βΒ burn the house down in search of yourselfΒ β
βΒ donβt you dare ever stop lookingΒ β
βΒ i struggle not to feel guiltyΒ β
βΒ you are a wildΒ ,Β unkempt thingΒ β
βΒ sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longingΒ β
βΒ find that you are made of russian nesting dollsΒ β
βΒ the trees are always kindest with spring comesΒ β
βΒ teach yourself the hymns againΒ β
βΒ he is every amen i have ever laid down on lipsΒ β
βΒ this life is an altarΒ β
βΒ i am sorry i do not have more timeΒ β
βΒ there is a mountain in meΒ β
βΒ by the morning i am a triumphΒ β
βΒ there are words playing hooky in the back of your throatΒ β
βΒ today is by far the most beautiful creature i have ever come acrossΒ β
βΒ there are many things that will fit beneath your skinΒ β
βΒ forgiveness does not take up much roomΒ β
βΒ some days you will breathe and it will be enoughΒ β
βΒ you do not have to hold it quite so tightlyΒ β
βΒ there is a prayer in meΒ ,Β stillΒ β
βΒ you scare me a littleΒ β
βΒ you can be a good thing and not a whole thingΒ β
βΒ there are flowers in my chest againΒ β
βΒ the rain comes and sounds like youΒ β
βΒ i cannot tell you why i still trust godΒ β
βΒ find peace and build a home out of itΒ β
βΒ there is never an endΒ β
