Chemotherapy Sessions With My Last Love
Enough is when you just tell me I look pale like the sky before dawn, like whitewash walls of your childhood bedroom, and you still call me darling, honey, baby, beautiful. My name.
What Every Person Who Feels Too Much Deserves To Be Told
You are not an apology. You are a wonder created, so do not only tell yourself that you’re beautiful in front of a broken mirror.