asynchronicity

It does not matter if I am met with love or hatred, I absorb it all and remember it well.

Who I was during times of grief does not define my worthiness of love.

Tan lines I received from rings I no longer wear.

I want to be understood for what is in my heart

Even in repose I'd recognize you

I could orbit you forever, regardless of the burns I may recieve

There is nothing that can hold the turning of time, but to gather her love within the dances we fill her with... that may be enough to satisfy our lives.

It pains me more to forget the sound of your voice

Somewhere between the lines of scarcity and abundance, the endless flow of you has encapsulated every piece of me, and from the way your eyes have studied every inch of my poetry, I would like to believe the flow of myself has encapsulated the pieces of you as well.

I wrap my arms tightly around myself, silently praying that if I hold myself tight enough, I may avoid the emotion that threatens to spill out.

I sometimes wonder how the Welton boys felt about the absence of cranberries that year.

I think we always will

Love only the growth and the person who came from it.