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there are moments in time
within the space between us, i swear
i could find you and love you
all over again, i’d rise and fall for you
but quickly, honestly, i am shocked
pulled away and reminded
there’s nothing more that i can do for you
until you do what’s needed for yourself
feeling myself cuz i’m out here doing the damn thing. i hardly have a social life but all my friends are blessed. i’ve still got time to spin hoop and i’m leveling up in my music. i’m eating that good vegan soul food; hype i gained weight in the right places (i mean hell yea) +++ i’m learning what it means to legitimately heal in ways i’ve long since tried. working and caring for a 3yo helps with that. i’m forced to touch base with my temper and patience - the worst of my behaviors in all intimate relations - and actually better manage my communication skills. i’m hella stressed, super tired, a bit sad, but really fucking fine. i’m proud of myself. and the money is 💯🔥💫
very grateful for tenderness, compassion
thoughtful gestures, movements in the name of love
very grateful for times of prevailing
thick tiers of trust and transformative growth
very grateful for withstanding adversity with will
godspeed
missing waterfalls, butane stoves, putting a fresh pair of socks on after heaping through mud fields and roads less traveled
missing tapping the dash of our camper-van and saying “come on, baby, you can do it” while forcing ourselves up the appalachians, the blue ridge mountains
all the way west - staring into dusty plains; where rumors spread of kidnapping aliens and lost shoes
i miss busking on the side of the road with kids i hardly knew but felt confident with
i miss the stars of oregon, growing cannabis, pouring soup into bowls from a community pot
sometimes i wish i could go back and only know what i knew then
i’m on my good boy shit :))
tell me that you want to live like this and i won’t call for you ever again
i’ll leave everything where it is; shattered pieces
of broken glass we cradle beneath black clouds
do you get it? this one is for you
i loved him but i could not trust him
the same way lightning crashes
like roots made of fire, scorching the sky
a momentary standstill
and for a moment, life surges through your veins
with a lustrous recollection of grandeur, beauty, a relation to infinity and fear
fear so deep you forget you could ever be struck
how distant you are is what saves you
