#loudwritings

[loudwritings]

Waking up blissfully, an old church hymn

Weary souls searching for strength within

1 3 4 - you sold me to an abandoned dream

...though, the chorus was breathtakingly lovely.

1 4 3 - it should read, can mistakes be made honestly?

Watching your fingers dance along the piano keys,

I knew your intentions immediately.

Your rambling reassuring my observation,

Red ambience befitting this very occasion.

Fleeting moments where time stood still,

Falling in love against my will.

Rendezvous together - forever in my dreams,

As I lay dying, you return with a new melody

1 4 3 - rest in peace 🖤

[loudwritings]

Perfection falling to pieces

Torn between an unrealistic fantasy & a harsh reality. I’ve hoped for this so many times; you were the pipe dream of my soul, igniting the fire in me to stay alive when I wanted to die. 

Like all young girls must eventually do, there came a time that I, too, had to let go of the fantasy and see the world for what it is instead of what it’s meant to be. That love had to be put to rest and buried deep down, beneath the scratches and scars of real life. 

As the cold winter months blew in my despair and reluctance to accept giving up on the only thing I’ve ever been sure of, I finally quit fighting for myself. And sure enough, like clockwork with the first buds of Spring, you finally bloomed. Your petals were exactly what I imagined, like silk words sliding down my ears & wrapping me in a close familiarity I can only describe as home.

It’s the oldest, cruelest trick of life. Star-crossed lovers whose timing can never align to get the HEA they so desperately deserve together.

I’m still holding out for hope that this isn’t the end but, if it is, I want you to know that I’m forever thankful for the love you’ve shown me over the years. You taught me how to appreciate the little imperfections and celebrate the little accomplishments. You’ve taught me that a little open-mindedness can go a long way, & that my voice is one to cherish - not silence. You’ve helped me to grow in ways I can’t even put into words, and - most importantly - you’ve shown me how it feels to be truly loved for who I am. I love you forever & always, boo.  

[loudwritings]

It’s wonderful, this life I live

I worry no more about the future-

manifesting bliss ✨

They don’t understand, but I’m kinda glad.

Hand in hand, no one else- we always figure it out.

Come on then, grab a pen to jot it all down.

[loudwritings]

1. 2. 3. -

you can count on me

I’ll be there

Even if the stars don’t glow

You always know

I’ll be there

For every moment of every year

As long as you let me -

I’ll be there.

_💖

[loudwritings]

A favorite pastime, watching the rain -

Serenaded by raindrops, life’s troubles fade away

Seeing the world turn blurry & grey

A feeling inside - novel & strange.

I feel it deep within my soul

Revealing stories before untold

Washing away the worries of yesterday

Cleansing to a brand new state

Fresh clean slate,

Right on time, never late

Drops from heaven, pressed down overflowing

Nourishing, purifying, refreshing, hydrating

Rearranging - time for changing

Highlighting in the best light

Miracles appearing in plain sight -

As plainly as miracles can seem

I feel this rain within me.

[loudwritings]

You exist as much as the effort you make.

Now you’ve faded away.

I need a moment to pray.

You’ve expired, much like the past -

Wasted away, too soon before your date.

The milk is spilt - no more time left to cry.

My dreams weren’t built on your life

& rip assured they will not die -

Unlike you, whom I mourn as a rise.

[loudwritings]

I’m not a big picture person.

I’ve never been a fan of “The Big Ones” that rule supreme.

I love all the little details & the intricacies of their connections.

I am in love with everything else -

In life - the understated wonders existing quietly out of sight,

The stumbled-upon treasures of life within life.

The little pieces, the background, the overlooked, the under appreciated -

That’s where I fall in love.

[loudwritings]

If I could write a song, explaining all my love

For you - there’d be a million chords,

But that still wouldn’t do.

It’d have to be on vinyl, a record that only plays in the right groove.

Starting low & slow with a steady grow

Into a melody that can only be described as magical

Maybe mystical, a little cynical but cute & lyrical

The kind of song that brings a smile no matter the situation.

The kind of song that never gets retired from the radio station.