I often fear that it’s only a matter of time before everyone leaves me, but as long as I continue sharing my heart, the right people will stay and hold my hand along the way.
In 2019, I will recognize my worth, striving to achieve my dreams, refusing to accept use and abuse in a frantic attempt to fill the void that penetrates my soul.
I savor you from afar, relishing in every moment you remain nestled in the deepest reaches of my mind, but I long for you to arrive at midnight, our hearts beating as one as we reunite.
Instead of harping on the negative aspects of every blessing in your life, seek out the positive.
I dream of your dark hair and soft lips, your arms enveloping me as we meet once more, warming each other through the bitter chill.
2018, thank you for the struggles. You’ve tested every iota of our internal strength.
Life will wrap you in security again.
I pray to hear your heartbeat next to mine, creating a rhythmic cadence that will last until the end of time.
I look in the mirror, and all I can see is a hollow where my stomach should be.
Stay grateful for the winds that blow against you.