Marisa Donnelly
Marisa is a writer, poet, & editor. She is the author of Somewhere On A Highway, a poetry collection on self-discovery, growth, love, loss and the challenges of becoming.
Why Are We So Afraid To Live Until It’s Too Late?
Why is it that we don’t know how to live until we’re close to dying, until we get the diagnosis that changes everything, until we lose someone close to us and realize how much we’ve taken for granted?
Sweet Girl, Maybe He’s Too Late
You may have let go of him, you may be in love with him still, but you need to ask yourself this: Do you want him back for the right reasons? Does he deserve a place in your heart? Are you willing and able to love him enough to forgive him, to bring him back in? And is he worthy?
If You’re Going To Let Her In, Let Her Fully In
For she knows you, knows that you are imperfect, and yet wants you to be hers.
Let’s Make Up For Lost Time
Let’s love one another so well, the past doesn’t matter so much anymore.
Sometimes The Girl Who Cares Too Much Needs To Take A Break
Sometimes you must take a break, let the world fall away and figure out how to spin without you, because as much as you fear it won’t, it will.
In Your Arms, I Feel Safe
You put your arms around me and I am wild. Desperately reaching for you, to put my mouth on yours, to kiss my every dream onto your lips until we breathe the same desires, until all the time and space is no longer lost between us. Until we are one.
You Don’t ‘Figure Out’ Love, You Free Fall
How do you know what love is, will be, will become? Or if it will hurt? You don’t. But that’s the beautiful thing.
This Heart Is All I Have, I Hope It’s Enough
When we fall in love with someone, when we choose to intertwine our hearts with one another, we want to give, want to share, want to open and offer all of ourselves—but this isn’t about the physical, tangible things. This is about our heart, our emotion, our love.
25 Ways To Love Your Body
Be patient with it, for you are only human.
Maybe ‘Home’ Is Not Where You’ve Been, But Who And What You’ve Loved
Maybe ‘home’ is not about where you are, but about how you feel. The way you find yourself belonging to a person or place, simply because it’s where your heart has decided to rest.
A Prayer For The Man Who Broke My Heart
Father, please be with this boy I loved. Show him how powerful you are, how big your heart is. Show him the love you want for him—a love that is pure, passion, and honorable to both him, and you.
It’s Time To Stop Letting Your Past Define Your Future
You are not defined by your pain, by your past, by what has broken you. You are defined by how you believe and by how you rise.