#iamsarne

I used to think that something was wrong with me

There is a certain power in words. Whether we hear them or their echo becomes absent from our ear canals, it lingers like the dirty ring stain in our bathtubs after we attempt to rid ourselves of its dirt. Your mind is then never still, never silent; always racing to find the source.

Soul-Mate

It’s hard to stop suddenly and no longer love you

Passenger Seat.

She says she loves me, she says she loves me so she clings to me even when I want to be left alone But she's beautiful Like sometimes when I have things on my mind, she's the perfect person to listen and she only gives advice, she says when I give her a cue She says she loves me Like when I wake up in the morning she's sitting on the edge of the bed with a plate of food, wanting to feed me She says she needs me, she says she loves me Or like when I'm stepping out of the shower she's standing there with the towel, wanting to, wanting to dry me off She says, she says she loves me So instead of admitting that she has made another mistake she says, she says she loves me And I don't know about love

Wholeheartedly I believe that nothing has relevance until you have the audacity to say it aloud. There is no greater scream than your scribbles on paper. There is no sweeter sound than your laughter in the eye of a humbled reflection. So whatever it is, own it.

Thank you for everything & nothing.