This just happened about 10 feet from my front door. All I heard was a huge explosion and my apartment filled with smoke and a man was yelling for help outside my door. I grabbed my pups and took off barefoot down the street. Some guy was driving this car when a fire started in his trunk. He jumped out and tried to put it out, when the car exploded. Thankfully, he is ok.
"I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you. And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane."
"You weren’t the first page of
My book, But since coming
Into it, I’d be damned if you
Weren’t on every page, In
Every sentence, Until the very
"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."
It was your kindness that had touched me.
Your sadness that had moved me.
It is your absence that has shook my core.
And your presence that terrified me.
I’ve forgotten how to caress your dark soul.
Misplaced my abilities to tame the beast within.
I’ve lost the desire to be what I am not
And I’ve stopped feeling envy for another pretty face.