July 2011
3 posts
The Frenemy.: Let Go →
thefrenemy:
of:
people who don’t call you, the t-shirt from the ex, the insecurities about the way you dance, or sing, the shoes you’ve had in your closet for 6 years and are so raggedy but they still fit, that nagging feeling you’ll die alone.
that one time somebody called you ugly, that one time you got…
Cheeks
tylerknott:
My cheek found your cheek and our eyes shut as if by command. In that moment I saw that this is more than I ever believed and the tears we may share are stronger than the years we have waited. -Tyler Knott Gregson-
*I dreamed this poem last night and woke up to write it*
