#fullyalive

I met a lovely man today.

Not often are men lovely,

Boy do I promise you he was.

Raised right.

You could tell.

Momma had a harsh hand but it came with results.

Within his silence was a cacophony of voices,

Ones yelling,

A few small whispers,

But the loudest was the one saying to keep quiet.

I wish I could hear those words so fighting to get out, alas I have been denied the sweet song of his innermost thoughts.

We talked.

And laughed.

With the promise of another time we went upon our merry ways.

I can swear on the stars above,

That there will be another moment we get to encapsulate in our minds.

“Don’t ‘should’ yourself into the grave.” -Kyle Cease

SOURCE: www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCVYqABGHqA

As dark as you are,

I will use my light

To adore every single piece of you

I have been in love four times in my life.

First with the world,

It was bright, shiny and new.

Every step I took showed me something new,

Never was I disappointed.

The color would fill my lungs and I felt whole.

I felt home.

My second time was with a boy,

The feeling of friendliness and warmth filled me up with every movement.

When he held my hand it was soft.

I trusted that I wouldn't feel hurt,

A feeling so smothering the effects lasted longer than you.

The third time was with myself.

The waves of softness would pass over me,

Every thought of future lead to growth.

Filling myself with the kindness that I deserved.

I know I deserved.

The fourth time was with the world once more,

While not new,

A bit less shiny,

It was mine.

I am loved and love in a space occupied as my own,

You say

You are

A light sleeper,

But,

As I cry,

For you,

You hear nothing,

I am a building,

Ever standing still,

Ever listening.

I am but a freezer, one with a light.

To show the inside,

I am a cloud with a layer of rain inside my eyes.