When the Sun Sets 

You are my sunshine, 

My only Sunshine.

When we met you were the only bright spot in my life. Everything else was shit and that night that you introduced yourself was the night that I felt like I could breathe again, like the storms in my life had finally ceased. 

You make me happy,

When skies are grey.

Your smile, even though my jokes were corny and badly timed, made everything all worth it. That time that we were trapped for two hoursin the snow storm with the flat tire while AAA took their sweet time was the best, even though I complained. 

You’ll never know, dear,

How much I love you.

Even though I was never able to say those three words out loud, I would like to think that you knew. It was in the way I met your parents, even though they scared the shit out of me, and how I braved Walmart on Black Friday to get you tampons and chocolate even though you didn’t ask for the chocolate. The way I would bring you tea and snacks to remind you to eat. 

Please don’t take my sunshine away. 

I’m sorry… for everything. 


Return the Favor

She folds her hands so you don’t see the bruises.

The hides her gaze so you don’t see her bloodshot eyes. 

She tries not to wince when you take hold of her and show her something you’re proud of. 

She covers up so you don’t see the scars and burns. 

Your muse has been fighting for you.

Isn’t it time you return the favor? 

Fight for your art! 

Never Let Go

There are moments when you want to give up, when nothing is going your way and everything is crumbling around you. 

Those are the moments when you find out what you are made of. 

Your decision at that moment determines if you quit and quietly fall into nothingness or if you rise and overcome and become what you were born to be. 

If you’re looking for a sign, rise up! 

Be who you were meant to be and Never let go of your dreams. 

A Better Hope

The rhythm is monotonous and comfortable sometimes, and yet you no find comfort in that.  You think that living after tonight will be a nightmare, but you’re wrong. 

The nightmare is not waking up tomorrow and seeing the sunrise, the smiles on small children as they pass, the beautiful chaos that is human interaction. 

The nightmare is giving up before you find your place. 

The nightmare is all of the words unsaid, the feelings unfelt, the world unexperienced. 

Go forward and breathe new life into everything you touch. 

Your Love and Your Life

You wish things had ended differently. That she would have done more, that you could have done less. You just want things to have been different. 

You wouldn’t have said what you had said if you knew how things were going to go. Sure, you felt it, and she eventually said it back, but it wasn’t the same after that. 

To you, the words “I love You,” might as well be a knife to thé throat of your relationships. 

You kill all the beautiful things in your life and are left lost with the remains that no amount of resuscitation can breathe new life into. 

Maybe it’s better that way. 

Fighting Words

Memories are the silent killer, the ones that wrap around your head and whisper into your ear that you could have done everything to change the thing you fear the most. 

Or worse, the ones that sweetly sing that song of regret where if you had changed one thing, Made one phone call, sent one text, wrote one word, everything would have changed.  

How were you supposed to know all that would change everything? How were you supposed to know what to do?

You were just a kid, who lost their entire childhood. 

But now you can fight with your quiet little voice. 

You can’t gain back what you’ve lost, but you can still smile.