• Archive for January 8th, 2012

    The Divided Heart

    by  • January 8, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Co-Worker • 1 Comment

    I gaze inward I search Is this possible? My heart is torn in half one side belongs to commitment and honor the other to desire and the feeling of rightness How do I decide? I don’t I am alone I shake utterly alone I let this feeling wash over me It devours me and I

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    Eating me.

    by  • January 8, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Love - Pure and Simple • 2 Comments

    I’m laying here crying while you’re fast asleep. It’s so hard to believe that anyone could love me that much which is why I think you’re lying. I told you I’d rather know the truth and be crushed than live a lie. You insist that you do and I insist that you don’t. Then again

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    Our mouths are fleshing over…

    by  • January 8, 2012 • Short -n- Sweet, Thoughts • 2 Comments

    I’ve been slipping away and shutting down and living inside my head. It’s been automatic and steadily getting worse. I created change because I needed change to help pull me through, to stop me from shutting down and fucking myself over. I could learn from letting someone in, from embracing what life gives me and

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    You’re what keeps me believing

    by  • January 8, 2012 • Miss You • 1 Comment

    I want to hear you say my name. I know it’s not right. It makes me untrue. It makes me bad. But you’ve become something I didn’t anticipate. I broke my own heart when I told you I wanted to be with him. And how stupid it was. I can’t even. I threw something away.

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    Trust is a must.

    by  • January 8, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Disappointment • 0 Comments

    All night I have been wondering if you were being honest with me. I’ve found something that indicates you weren’t. Now you’re ignoring me. I want to build my life with you. But I can’t if I have to wonder when you’re lying to me. I shouldn’t even have to wonder if you are lying

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    You don’t know me anymore.

    by  • January 8, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, The Ex • 0 Comments

    Hell, I hardly know me anymore. But he found the real me, the one hiding underneath the insecurity that you bathed me in. When I was with you, I swore I’d never wear a corset, that I couldn’t pull off fishnet stockings or leather boots. I said that S&M stuff was weird… the whips, chains,

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