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with only my heartbeat keeping me company,
and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.”
And lately, I like being lost.”
a kiss on a tired cheek. But you were not weak.
You took the world and made all yours.
And yes, you became.”
with the weight of change. You stopped trying to fit
and started to just be. Imperfect and flawed,
tough and soft,
tender and strong.”
and the sand meet
my new story begins.
I am just now
in my infinite moment
in a woman
And she smiles back at me
in the bathroom mirror.
And you were searching, even then.
But you were trying to make homes
out of temporary people.
Trying to find yourself in the body of a stranger
who could never fill you, never complete you,
never satisfy the longing in your chest
to be both protected and set free,
both loved and let go.”
for looking deep into his eyes,
for losing your footing like a teenager,
stumbling and drunk on love.”
that you will learn to call the place home.
And that you will let the sky fill you
with rain when you are emptied
like a bucket overflowing,
spilling off the edges,
quenching the thirst
of our broken earth
Until you no longer ache
for anything but your steady legs
and the ground beneath your feet.”
somewhere on a highway
where time is endless
and I choose
where I will go
and who I will become.”
my feet to the gravel
or foot on the gas,
destination lost in yellow lines,
in faded street signs
and the woman I used to be
in the rearview.”
is never about the hours
nestling between two bodies.
With you and I,
the clock will never stand a chance.”
time never mattered
with love—with us.
You can’t erase
a person’s touch from your memory
or stop your heart from beating
at the mention of a name.”
You let go.
You burned your pain,
held the ashes in your palm
and set them free into the sky.”
on your lips”
to wander on tired feet.
Perhaps they ache
after long days
because the soles bear the weight
of a world
where they will never
my feet on the dashboard
your fingers in my hair
the windows down
and our worries in the rearview.”
that warms me. You’re still the unbrushed hair.
And I promise I’ll run my fingers through the tangles.
Promise I’ll kiss every lonely strand,
every broken follicle.
Until you can taste the forever on my lips.”
because I wanted to know if your voice still sounded
like Saturday mornings with closed blinds,
an old truck with the windows down on the highway
in the sticky-hot Western sun. Yes, you did.
Your voice brought me to all the places I’d been searching for,
all the places I’d been pretending not to miss.”
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