Letter to 18 Year Old Me

The beauty of life is the journey that leads you to different places, that allow you to search yourself and meet yourself deeply… May you never get lost seeking something you already possess in yourself.

Emotion is not meant to feel like war

words deployed during the hardest of times, when butterflies and tongue ties wouldn’t allow me to let you know how I feel… they don’t even bother to last long enough to form a sentence.

Vulnerability

I’ve grown found of affection, Something which has always been foreign to me. There’s something that feelings so homely about a pillow with a beating heart…. Blanket that resignates with body heat… And calm breaths that scream “HOME” This moment is so precious to me. Conscious of the energy we feeding the moment  Too tired toContinue reading “Vulnerability”

Why is the devil so father-phobic?

“The devil has been trying to expunge every image that represents a loving faithful fathers from our culture. But why is the devil so father -phobic? Because he know that if  he can continue to destroy Galilee, through broken dads, it will keep us from discovering that there is a heavenly Father who can turnContinue reading “Why is the devil so father-phobic?”

– Mirror Conversation 

   You’re the real meaning of staying but leaving. A cross between a hurricane and tremor infused in water. But you’re not a disaster, And you don’t cause one, But somehow those around your feel the aftermath of your presence, And It’s not as pretty as you look. You wonder why people who love you,Continue reading “– Mirror Conversation “

Throwback 

    I came across this piece just now and I was completely unaware that I wrote it, until I was half way through.  In those seconds, it dawned on me how unbelievablely easy it was for me to write about topics I had absolutely no idea of. Now, that I’m learning to be aware ofContinue reading “Throwback “

I don’t do intimacy with strangers 

And although they don’t know the depths of my soul  Parts of them wonder about me when they’re alone Lip locking with my chakras  Because their “hellos” don’t sound like echoes  There’s more behind it It’s not emptiness built on nothings. And although I may not want anything  to do with the person Parts ofContinue reading “I don’t do intimacy with strangers “

That “Girl, Go Get Your Life” Quote

“He may still love you. He probably does. He probably doesn’t know what he wants. He probably still thinks about you all the time. But that isn’t what matters. What matters is what he’s doing about it, and what he’s doing about it is nothing. And if he’s doing nothing, you most certainly shouldn’t doContinue reading “That “Girl, Go Get Your Life” Quote”

Do you put a time limit on sex?

Just based off meeting a guy for the first time, there is a physical attraction that is sparked. That happens way before you know his name, find out his age, and get a sneak peek of his personality. Your eyes focus on what you see in this man: the tattoos drawn on his arms, theContinue reading “Do you put a time limit on sex?”

For Sale

I consciously placed a sale tag on a non-discountable good. The one timeless peice, People would merely walk in and admire, Was on sale. Aware, But based on pure frustration,  I wanted it to go. Those who walked in To purely admire it, Were in disbelief Those who had never seen it before, knew itContinue reading “For Sale”

Validation

I see girls switching on their cameras, stripping off their morals, in search for validation; in the form of 1000 likes. I’ve seen and heard them say and do things, in spite of what they promised, their 8 year old self. In the wee hours of the morning, you can see teardrops seep from underneathContinue reading “Validation”

Forever 21

I recently asked if I was somewhat weird or awkward for being 21 and still ( forever single), and I got the most surprising response which actually warmed my heart. I’d like to share it: ” Nothing wrong with you.  If anything you are being more careful than most who would rush into a relationship. Continue reading “Forever 21”

Leaving this in the past…

I remember when you meant nothing to me. We would talk for hours, but I was barely aware of your existence. I will never forget how passion filled kisses changed all that. You shifted a lot of things inside of me, but my tide remained still. The more I repressed on the surface, the more youContinue reading “Leaving this in the past…”

Over the years

For me, it doesn’t make sense to still entertain the same bullshit from boys, I once did, when my chest was freshly stung by bees. I have learned that, the holding of a hand means nothing but two different fingerprints in really close proximity.  I no longer fall for boys who selectively listen to the words that escape my mouthContinue reading “Over the years”