"Language is the art of communication"
“Only the strongest woman alive,
can survive,
losing her mom on the same day she arrived.
Cruely you have to be stronger,
she had you wrapped in love for decades,
before she left our eyes.
I’m here to tell you,
that you are.
Eternally her star will always rise,
shining light,
on your path to thrive.
She loves you. We all do.”
The key to experience,
isn’t in what you learn.
It’s what you take away.
In 29 years plus a little more, I’ve never crushed so bad my head and heart hit the floor. I keep to myself, a constantly misunderstood individual. Until that faithful day you came and switched up all my rituals.
A being of endless potential and undescribable beauty. A woman of wonder, intelligence, the Che Guevara of iconic little booties.
Plain and simple I rushed it, tried to force my way into your existence, now I regret the moment I let rantionality be crushed by persistence. Plain and simple you’re everything and more. Cas I hope you won’t completely shut the door.
If you did, if you have, believe me I understand. I appreciate you and this life lesson, even if I keep wanting to try and try again. I need to say thank you, our interactions were brief but so damn powerful. I’ll never stop rooting for you in this life, regardless if I can’t call you friend or wife.
Overthinking thoughts I’ve already thought, to think in ways I’ve never thought before…
stay blind to the idea that your dreams are not possible…
If our demons are what make us, why are we constantly trying to defeat them?
Wouldn’t that mean we’ve eliminated apart of ourselves and now aren’t the same?
Learn to channel and eventually harness that power of your darkest side. It will be apart of the force that pushes you back into the light.
“A whirlwind engagement,
A shotgun wedding,
and a Hollywood divorce.
The bittersweet dream of a glorious romance,
engulfed by the fires of inspiration and passion.
Clouded in miscommunication and misunderstanding.
I’ll take firey reds that end in deep blues, over shades of grey anyday.
Life was meant to be lived in color.”©
simply:complex
“Blessed is the poet to be given their powers.
Cursed is the poet by what they devour.
Given this gift of explanation,
while choking on loves endless exploitation.
Always dreaming this dream of potentiality,
but trapped by the dogma of eternal causality.”©
simply:complex
“Editing for me,
is sterile as can be.
Taking creativity,
and thinking about it logically,
transforms its’ potency.
No longer about expression,
we box up the writing process,
to focus on grammar and punctuation.
Necessary, but so dull.”©
simply:complex
“Character and personality.
Traits lost by many,
but still used by you.
Hilariously you inspire me,
to stay true to myself too.”©
simply:complex
