You should never bear the
weight of the conditions that
have bound and burdened me
my entire life.
I am so deeply apologetic
for these circumstances I am
not yet strong enough to change.
They are as unforgiving
as they are inevitable.
So, I understand
your leaving before your stay,
your going before your arrival.
Perhaps in a different time,
I could be what we both wish I was.
“Catch-22″ remnant-thoughts
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There are people in this life
who were destined to have met
before and are destined to meet
again in the next.
It is an unmistakable feeling:
of coming home after a long journey.
But, what of the feeling when you
meet someone for the first time—
in any lifetime?
This is an unmistakable feeling:
of taking your first breath.
“Nice to meet you” remnant-thoughts
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The greatest loss is the kind
that you never had in the first place.
I am reeling from the
missing out on something
that was never mine
to begin with.
This tragedy cuts me deep.
remnant-thoughts
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Can it be enough?
If not for the long run,
then just for the now.
My days have gotten
accustomed to your
company, and
my heart has been
making room for
your accommodation.
And in the end,
if this is the end,
I thank you for the
consideration.
I am glad to have been
graced by your presence,
no matter how brief.
“Sojourner’s Farewell” remnant-thoughts
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Throw caution to the wind,
I have always been the type
to love oh so recklessly with
this heart of mine—
baring more than one should.
Perhaps I am easier
to love in return when
there's less on the line.
"Too much too soon” remnant-thoughts
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Maybe,
time does not
heal all wounds.
I have been stuck
in this cycle too long.
Hoping that the
years might change
the memory of
what reality remains.
Acceptance comes in waves,
and I have always been
short of the shoreline.
“S.O.S” remnant-thoughts
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To find such familiarity in
an unexpected stranger
is as serendipitous as
flipping to the right page
of a story on the first try.
Like the delight that comes with
being naturally good at learning
something completely new,
and the excitement that comes
with relearning something old
in a new light.
This just so happens to be
exactly where we begin.
“Prologue” remnant-thoughts
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This morning, I awake to the
melody of songbirds and sunlight.
I lie still, soaking in the music
that has been missing from life
since last Winter after the fallout.
This Spring has brought me
solace like no season before it.
And with you, these days
start to feel like Summer.
“Forecasting” remnant-thoughts
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When the day comes to an end,
and the sun is setting just as the
moon makes her appearance.
This small overlap in
time and space is where
I have known you from before.
Each dusk into new dawn
another journey drawing me
closer to you, our magnetic fields
amplifying every hour until
we catch a glimpse of one another
on the horizon.
I have been aching for the
moment we finally eclipse.
“Good night Moon” remnant-thoughts
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Life is meant to be spent with
all kinds of loving and losing.
It is a joy to have loved and lost,
no matter how bitter the heartache.
The mending is slow,
but the days go by faster
in good company.
“Learning to love again” remnant-thoughts
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How quickly the sweetness sours—
when the reality is bleaker
than the illusion.
A daydream never to come to fruition.
To even imagine so
would be denying the truth
upon which we began.
“easy come, easy go” remnant-thoughts
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Marketplace perusing,
striking conversation between
the stalls and booths
offering everything but
an answer to the restlessness
building up within me.
I find myself teetering on the
edge of saying the wrong things
or stepping too close to you.
So I stumble over my words
and keep my distance,
weaving through the aisles
in search of a hint into
your thoughts.
I wonder: if I had reached out to
steady myself, would you have
offered a hand?
“Balancing act” remnant-thoughts
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Anticipation gnaws at my bones,
a full-body aching that only
subsides when the deed is done.
But admitting the obvious truth
would make it all too final—
the meeting, the journey, the break.
"How are we to become strangers
when there is so much history here?"
I find myself reminiscing about
people that no longer exist.
We had already become strangers
before we even knew it.
“Hello, my old friend” remnant-thoughts
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Here's to finding more joy in the mundane.
There is such thing as being
too swept up in the rush of living—
constantly in search of something
worth pausing for.
Perhaps there is solace in strolling
through the monotony of routine.
Just long enough to recognize a
moment before it passes us by.
“Traffic on the I-5″ remnant-thoughts
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Honeydew sweetness
lingering on my lips.
Who knew kissing could
taste so much like Sundays
in the summer?
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Late night walks
lit by string lights
in a ghost town.
Yet somehow, it's not
so lonely being alone.
I keep better company
with myself nowadays.
Tonight the moon is full,
and I, too, am fulfilled.
How invigorating it is
to feel so alive in the
silence.
“Conversing with the Moon” remnant-thoughts
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Pocketful of daydreams—
a collection of bedtime stories
left untold from memories
resurfaced every now and then
I am reminded of you.
My imagination drifts
to revel in the fondness.
“bittersweet storytelling” remnant-thoughts
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