Poems

Maybe the heart is meant to shatter into pieces so many because we were never meant to love in the singular.

Words, lasting longer than people.

You cannot kill a monster unless you’re willing to see it in the mirror. Today I saw my reflection blink.

Maybe the worst thing I did to you was love you before you were ready for it.

It was strange how he loved her. As if loving her was all that mattered. She didn’t even need to love him too.

I hear you in every song. #SixWordStories

You look a lot like love. #SixWordStories

Oh darling, you’ll change the world.

Someone told me they loved me yesterday. I told them we all make mistakes. I don’t think that was the correct answer.

Loving her was like loving the sun itself: You don’t expect a sunset to admire you back.