there are nights
i feel everything so deeply
beauty, love, loss and sadness
and my soul wells up and pours itself out through my eyes
“You are like a dancing dream, full of bright lights and colors and explosion. I could watch you all day and when you speak I never want to stop listening. You make me fall in love without even trying, and you don’t even know it.”
I wrote this ages ago. I never share little pieces like in the moment – it feels too vulnerable. But when it has all passed and when my heart has settled.. the stories become easier to tell.
He made such a mark on my heart. It was a very brief and fragile time, but I catch myself missing it every single day.
Coffee, hope, poetry. I don’t know if I’d read it somewhere, but these three words keep ringing wistfully in my head lately. Perhaps it is because they are representative of the things that tug at my heart the most in this life. Oh would we all be so lucky to have our days filled with drawn out coffee conversations, quiet hope and beautiful poetry that makes sense of it all. What else could one ask for. Perhaps it is the simplest things that mean the most after all.
So much has changed in (a little more than) a year
So much has happened
So much has shifted and broken within my heart
I started on this road naive and believing
Stumbled a lot along the way
Lost so much
And learned even more.
Knowing what I know now
I wish I could do it all over again
I would have done so much better.
Mercy, erase it all
Mercy, please let me start new.
Home is where you are
Won’t you come and call me back?
Whisper tenderly to this heart
“I’m on my way
It’s not too late
You’re never too far gone
Wait for me
I will come for you I promise
And it will all be worth it.”