• The radio plays nothing but static now.
    I miss the sound of your voice.
    It connected me to you somehow.
    I know you’re singing those words to some other girl, half way across the world.
    But
    to me
    in those tiny moments
    you were talking to me.
    But now
    there is
    nothing
    but static.

  • It didn’t make any sense. His way of looking at the world, his way of looking at everything. He was so stubborn and angry and he left such a bitter taste in my mouth. I hated him and I hated his selfish, arrogant viewpoint. I wanted to know what had made him so jaded, why he was so sad.

  • Long hair, satin dress, beautiful eyes that sparkled in the light. She was elegant in every way and I was so envy of everything she had and I terribly lacked. She was funny in all the right ways, smart when it mattered, and sweet when she needed to turn it on. I hated her because she was perfect. I wanted to be perfect.

  • Skies the limit, right? But then why am I stuck on the ground? Why are my feet sinking into the muddy mixture while those around me climb higher and higher up the ladder of life? I want to go higher. I want to be higher. I want to be anything but who I am right now stuck on this ground.

  • He lifts me higher, when I am weak. When I am crashing down and the weight of life is piling on top of me, he lifts me higher. When I am drowning in a sea of the unknown and the possibilities of what my life could become, he lifts me higher. I will never forget this love we share or the people we’ve met. You lift me higher. And I love you for that.

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  • I tried not to look him in the eyes. They held all the evidence I needed to know that he didn’t love me. He couldn’t love me. I was just a picture of his past, an old photograph fading away. I would never be what needed, what he wanted. That was harder than anything else, […]

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  • I crouched behind the tree, terrified to stand up and see him. He hated me. And he had every right to. Here I was, hiding from the only boy I had ever loved. But this was the way it had to be. This was the way it ended up. And it hurts like crazy to […]

  • Average. What everybody believes they are. Come on, you know you do. You know you feel like you will never be enough. Like everything you are is not enough, that you will never be enough. But let me tell you something, we are so much more than enough, so much more than average. We are […]