Poetry

Two sides to every story

Two sides to every story but when it comes to you, it always leads to one: you were my home-unfinished and undone, pieces were missing but that was what made me love you the most- the way i could look through you, like the clouds peaking through the sun. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bm8Zb70hkFM/?taken-by=amateur__poet

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Poetry

split

split between wanting and needing, it only takes one decision to take that damning last step. if i waver, will you wait? hesitancy is a virus that spread its sticky tentacles inside of me but every time the grip becomes stronger, ill chance another step...and another, and another   https://www.instagram.com/p/BmmEVE8B32T/?taken-by=amateur__poet

inflorescence

city day

In an amazing mood today✨ What are you currently reading?📚 I’m going to splurge on some books this weekend–I would love some recommendations     https://www.amazon.com/inflorescence-Mecca-Amirah-Jackson/dp/1981171738/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1519094801&sr=8-1