It was once the precision of thoughts. Today, it’s the overwhelming thoughtfulness.
I once tried to be a dancer. One with movements from deep within. Arms extended to no clear end and heart open to the music of the underdogs. I got myself caught up in the technicalities of it, and they became chains.
You’re a good person and frankly, it terrifies me.
Shelters are big promises, countless words of affirmation, and an attempt to create a soothing atmosphere.
I wrote about you long before I met you. That’s how much I felt I knew you.
How fast are we going? How fast are things coming to us in life? This is the new measure of success.
The girls you want to be friends with because they always feel like the sun on a cold day.
If I must choose one way to face 2019, it’ll be with zero tolerance for mediocrity.