what is a ricochet without a bullet? What is Night without the moon? what good are words without meaning? What is time worth if I don't have you?
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what is a ricochet without a bullet? What is Night without the moon? what good are words without meaning? What is time worth if I don't have you?

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I am imperfection.
I am moments of weakness,
grasping at air to help keep me steady.
I am fire slowly contained.
But I’m still a light -
finding my way home through the smoke.
Even when there are a million different words that want to be spoken - I only ever want to say I love you.
Handwritten for Her
We are drawn to light-
though, it does not have to be
the radiating beams of another;
Sometimes, our own light is the sun others orbit.
I sleep better
In her arms.
I feel at home.
With her heart beating
against my back,
reminding me how much
I am wanted;
reminding me how much
I am known.

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When I look back on my life, I know for certain my twenties will have been my greatest teacher. I’ve known heartache, and immeasurable loss. I’ve lost myself, and found her again with the help of a new love. Self love. I have harnessed the art of forgiving, and allowed myself to release what I can’t change. Ive learned to love myself- inside and out- and know that every roll of my belly is beautiful. I love my body. I’ve learned to love who I am. I’ve learned I love who I have become. Happiness is not dependent upon another person, but it sure is sweeter to share it. My twenties taught my me how much I adore my siblings; as much as I love my parents, I don’t have to be them. I have gained true passion in life. A passion to live, and a passion to help others live. My twenties have taught me that things won’t go as planned. Timelines are unrealistic. I have learned my voice is not to be taken for granted. I can fall in love with so many things at once. I have learned the love I deserve is not always the love I have given. I have learned to apologize even when I’m not ready to. I have learned I can always try harder. My twenties taught me that my story is beautiful because it’s mine.
Sometimes,
I just want to go home.
...get lost in a space
where I’m completely recognized.
Sometimes,
I need the reminder
that I wasn’t always
this version of myself.
Sometimes,
I need the nostalgia
of the life
that used to know me.
follow along
to the tempo of my tongue.
Your lips will
help write the lyrics.