I Should Like To Lie At Your Feet And Die In Your Arms.

Saw a woman wearing one of those trendy flower hair clips today, and it left me reminiscing about who I used to be.

Always dressed up, always in touch with the latest styles—hair clips, accessories, outfits, everything. It was rare to catch me dressed down. But it wasn’t just that—I was vibrant, full of life.

The exactly one year ago me would be dumbstruck to see the today me. I may not dress like I used to, nor do I carry the same lightness. Yet, as I look at myself in the mirror now, I realize that that me isn’t lost. I’ve just grown into someone different, someone new. Life unfolded in ways I never imagined, shaping me in ways I never asked for. After all, life has its own way of reshaping us.

Maybe someday, I’ll find my way back to that version of myself—the one who radiated warmth. Or maybe, just maybe, I’ll discover a new version of me, one that shines just as brightly, in a different way.

never will be.......

My brain knew but my heart wasn’t ready

"Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted."

Sylvia Plath

— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

Her laugh

my god her laugh

if I could make

her laugh

and hear that

every day

for the rest of them

I'd consider that

time well spent.

Kirk Diedrich

"I keep stars in my pockets wear daisies in my hair but I tuck you tenderly in the folds of my heart and take you everywhere."

Melody Lee | Vine: Book of Poetry

- Anne Carson

"When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too."

- Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."

“Lately I’ve been thinking about who I want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be…and when I break it all down, when I whittle it into a single breath, it essentially comes out like this: Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”

— Andrea Gibson