The Hollowness of Being

To fill up our days with meaning with the smell of coffee in the morning and the gentle caress of soft sheets against the skin. To the feeling of dipping your toes in scalding water (a test) before submerging a body so desperate for warmth under the rippling water, wishing it would consume and fill

Beneath The Wisdom Of Trees

These days, my favorite moments are spent pressing my body into soft grass and gazing up at the sun that beams down between hundreds of delicate, green leaves. I never meant for it to become a ritual – almost instinctual in how I crave a certain spot, a certain tree to bring me peace and

We Were Golden

We were golden like the leaves that fell around us. Lost, but content with the quiet that comes with no direction in mind. I let you in. Revealed myself to be more than what you bargained for. Amongst the leaves we fell. You wanted me to be yours but I can only belong to myself.

At The Golden Gate

At the Golden Gate I remembered. My feet carried me forward, but my mind pulled me back down. Back to you. The way your smile lit up my surroundings and you were the only one I could see. The way your words felt like a soft caress against my skin. How I wanted to breathe