Will you love me on Mondays when we’re tired and don’t wanna work? Will tender feelings still be there when we’re at our worst? Will you smile on Wednesdays if you wake up and see my face? If I fail and make mistakes will you still extend grace? Will you treasure me on Fridays after a week of highs and lows? Will theContinue reading “Mondays (with audio)”
Sometimes we meet people in the difficult moments of life and we keep each other going until… it fades and reality sets in. My micro poem “Shooting Stars” has been published on Spillwords Press. I hope you will take a look and give it a ❤️ on the publication if you so desire.
Without him, I’m uncertain what I would do. All the world would fade into grey and ash would fill my life. How would I face the long days and eternity of the night?
When you walked through the door I fell onto your strong shoulder crying out an avalanche of tears and pain. Your chest caught every drop as I poured out my heart. You held me so securelywhispering understanding reassurances into my hair. It was exactly what I needed.You were exactly what I needed.
I opened up to him revealing my true self– full of countless shadows. I let him see it all hiding nothing away white, black and grey. I trusted himnot because he would keep them at bay but because I knew he wasn’t afraid of darkness.