Today I wore a pair of faded old jeans and a plain grey baggy shirt. I hadn’t even taken a shower, and I did not put on an ounce of makeup. I grabbed a worn out black oversized jacket to cover myself with even though it is warm outside. I have made conscious decisions lately to look like less of what I felt a male would want to see. I want to disappear.

Hoping fast that my arrow’s flight is steady and true,
I need this, I need my arrow to find you,
To pierce your skin and enter your undecided heart, Please, oh please, this can be our brand new start, Maybe it’s not meant to be, Maybe my arrow will miss and strike a tree,
But my love for you is strong, it guides my arrow,
I cannot miss, the window to your heart is very narrow, It slams shut igniting embers and sparking fury spatter, To my heart and your window, we are known as ‘shatter.

Happy and sad are words for the same feeling in different time zones.

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