Poems

A single bullet. A lifetime supply. #SixWordStories

Sadness is the price we pay for smiling every once in a while.

I’ve lived long enough to become the villain I so fear.

What’s the point of being happy now if we’re just going to be sad later? Well, because we’re going to be sad later.

Maybe we confuse soul mates with sole mates. Maybe We have many soul mates, each perfect for a part of our soul, for an amount of our time. Never all our soul, never all at once, but always perfect.

I am a writer, let me love you: I will make you immortal. I am an overthinker, let me love you: I’ve already thought of every reason not to. I am me, let me love you: I don’t know how not to. Let me love you.

Hoping the universe keeps score, I say goodbye twice, Hoping to say hello once more.

One day, if I’m lucky, I’ll love myself as much as I love you.

If you do not see the beauty within you, If your heart has been filled with doubt: I’ll tell you the world is beautiful with you, Because indeed there is no beauty without.

Pictures were the only way For me to treasure what I knew. The memories in them never change When the people in them do.