Katherine Olivia

There’s not a single person in my life who will be surprised once I can finally speak about the truth.

I’ve never kissed you before, but somehow I feel like I already have

It will never be the ones who deserve to cry who end up shedding tears for you

I wonder how long the indentation on my skin will linger from the ring I wore for you. Over a month and I think it’s almost gone.

It's amusing to consider you reading the things I've put on here. I imagine that your eyes are skimming the lines looking for a new piece of me only to find you already know so much more. I've already given you far more than I've ever allowed before, yet I still have so much for you.

I sincerely hope and even pray that one day my children will experience having a person understand them the way you do for me.

I wish I could enchant an object to show me your vitality. When you’re not present, I never doubt your love. However, I can’t help fearing for your safety. An object that shows me your beating heart in the palm of my hand is the talisman of my dreams.

You say you asked me if I feel empathy because you were genuinely curious, but I don’t believe you for a single second.

Like a grade schooler with their first crush, I write your last name next to mine and stare at it. Something about it feels more correct than I ever expected it to. Thrillingly terrifying.