MUSINGS
Thoughts that I live by, soft sparks, and glimpses of my mind.
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Sometimes, but not every day, I feel grateful for the punches life has already thrown at me. At least some lessons were already learned. At least I know how to navigate uncertainty. I know nothing is forever, and I am rarely thrown out of balance. Accepting all the punches in apparent apathy. The apathy of…
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I cannot save him anymore. I can only push him through this mad world by hand, protecting him even so slightly from emotional damage.Reality catches with us all; he got at least 10 additional years than I had.Would I like to keep on my motherly protectiveness? Yes.Would I like for him not to have the…
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Betrayal should have an expiration date. How useless is it to feel betrayed by a dead person? Nobody tells you that death changes nothing for you in terms of emotions. Dead people can still hurt you, they can make you cry, and they for sure can make you feel ridiculous about all that. During all…
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There was always a darkness in me that I’d tried to escape, pretending it was not there. I noticed very early in life, barely an adolescent, that I tend to spiral downwards. For all my positivity and belief that all will eventually be well, I can deal with a great deal of pain. I not…
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Woke up again to those damn green eyes. Like poison ivy suffocating me, touching me everywhere. It is not the first time this has happened. While playing it cool on the outside, my mind is constantly pulled to those jade whispering eyes, like a scratched 80s vinyl record. I am not even sure when this…
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You have to make peace with the fact that, sometimes, people don’t do it on purpose. They can love you and still hurt you, not because of you or something you did, but because of their nature. And although they can still love you, I wonder if they love you less. If that is the…
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We knew how this would end What it would cost us And we did anyway We played with fire and we both got burned The friendship we had before is gone Buried in the ashes of the mess we made This is the price we pay for lust But it was so much more than…
feisty mind 