This Artisan Heart
This is for the ramblings of girl who can't sleep,
stories that want to be shared, and pictures that bring peace.
This is not being written for you, but if you feel at home here,
I welcome you to stay for tea.
Broken Parts of a Lover
There’s a kind of lightness in falling to pieces, the act of giving in. Allowing yourself to be upset over everything, and withdrawing from the world.
But now I want to pull you with me despite the selfishness of that. Not forever, but that’s how it would feel. We would join the world again but make our own terms. Bad apartments and happiness. A pretty tattoo and a cheap glass of wine. A rumpled bed with you by my side each night. Getting to admire you, the feel of your warm skin, the rise and fall of your chest, the sound of your heart…
If all you want is the same from me I would gladly find my happiness in you as the world turns away.
Hold me tight and keep me from my nightmares. Please help keep my tears at bay.
Please…
