Monthly Archives: December 2018

I look back now and I wonder if anyone will ever love me that way again. That kind of die for you, no looking back, wholehearted surrender love. That kind of hold me Saturday night, meet me Sunday morning love. Wildfire love. Set the sky ablaze love. I’d stop at nothing to keep you safeContinue reading “A thank you from the hole in my chest”

A small comfort: that I am not the inventor of heartbreak. The tiniest fact to ease the tugging in my chest tonight. I think God was the first. Maybe He felt it when He created us only to realize how broken we are. How we make and unmake— how we twist our words into shapesContinue reading “CONSOLATION”