She tells herself often, she's a lucky girl He has included her in his gift His I has become We His vision is of them Success is not singular Plural thoughts travel through his mind like bands of waves crossing a vast sea Always moving Always incompessing His ideas transform into their realities She is… Continue reading Lucky Girl
He'd broken her trust before they'd poured it's foundation Starting on an unstable base Elements would waver it's stance He couldn't let go of the numbers Embarrassed to include her existence His perpetual secret Exposed when beneficial, a required power move His calculated power couple Formulated as a business plan Marketed through channels visible only… Continue reading Trust?
Numbers never mattered, but they were always counted He revealed, she withdrew She remembered every single time A number He loved hard and all that lie in between were space Fillers A role which he needed to play in order to feel he'd left a mark in the world Made them feel, special? Confused. He… Continue reading His Story
She miss him Officially the longest apart seems silly as the longest was before they met A life before they met seems unimaginable What was before She only understands after To go back to a life before defies understanding
The first time she knows It's unsafe Her guard is non-existent A terrifying and lonely space Her guard is her cover; her cape He is... He removes her... Now her heart battles her head Fuck! She leads with her head as it protects her from what her heart desires Safety - he will not protect… Continue reading Her Guard
She thought, this is supposed to be a good thing, right? Single Figuring out what she wants, right? Having her time, right? She don't need no man girlllll, right? Still waiting for it to feel ok, right?
What's on your mind right now? Go! It's not the answer she expected to hear. It was an answer that stung, but enticed. Made her heart say, be cautious my luv. What are your passions, your plans, your...? She asked. Again, Honesty...Transparency...Coldness... Caution. She thought, the pain feels comforting though. Curiosity She ask...and ask...and ask,… Continue reading Cautious and Curious