Dear Diary

I find that I fall so easy.
Convincing myself that he could be falling just as hard as I am.
Convincing myself that he could fall for my smile they way I thought his lit up a room.
Convincing myself that he could drown in my eyes the way his seemed to swallow me whole.
Convincing myself that he could enjoy my presence the way his turned my world upside down.
Convincing myself that he could see my flaws the way I had seen his;
Quiet reminders of imperfections that make him who he is.
They reminded me daily of why I had been falling so hard.

It's amazing how passing time can change your perspective

Repetition By Phil Kaye

I decided to change it up a little bit and share one of my favorite pieces! I stumbled upon this poem one day, and I am so grateful. I feel like so much time is wasted in the mundane routine we all create for ourselves and this poem seemed to really illustrate that. It's so easy to get wrapped up in school, work and friends that we forget to enjoy life. Don't get so wrapped up in the routine. I hope you enjoy this poem just as much as I did and use it as a reminder to live!

I remember the bed just floating there.

Apart, apart, apart, apart.

My mother taught me this trick

If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning

For example:

Homework, homework, homework, homework, 

homework, homework, homework, homework, homework

See, nothing

Our existence, she said, is the same way.

You watch the sun set too often, it just becomes 6 PM

You make the same mistake over and over; you’ll stop calling it a mistake

If you just

wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,

one day you’ll forget why

Nothing is forever, she said

My parents left each other when I was 7 years old

Before their last argument they sent me off to the neighbor’s house,

like some astronaut jettisoned from the shuttle.

When I came back there was no gravity in our home, beds floating

I imagined it as an accident, that when I left

They whispered to each other “I love you” so many times over

that they forgot what it meant

Family, family, family, family, family, family

My mother taught me this trick

If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning

This became my favorite game

It made the sting of words evaporate.

Separation, separation, separation;

see, nothing

Apart, apart, apart;

see, nothing

Words I Wish You Could Hear

All he knew were facts.
My favorite ice cream flavor, my love for dogs, my fear of butterflies. 
What he failed to learn were the things I wanted him to fight to get to know. 
The way a single sentence could turn my day upside down. 
How I felt like the luckiest girl just to be in his presence. 
The ambitions I had to change the world.
The way I found it so beautiful that people always leave little pieces of themselves wherever they go. 
These are the things he had failed to see. 
These are the things I keep protected and hidden away in fear that when I share them with someone they will take them from me. 
Not in the literal sense but in the sense that they will no longer be mine.
If only he had tried to break down my walls the way I had struggled with his on a daily basis.
Feeling unworthy of learning what he had hidden inside, I wonder why he thought he had seen all of me...known all of me. 

Here Goes Nothing!

Ever since I was a little girl writing had always been something I loved to do. I would have journals and notebooks filled with stories I would always be working on. I found that writing had been the perfect way to escape from life for a little while. Whenever something had happened in my life that I wasn't able to face, I found that I could embrace it in my writing.

In my third semester of college I took a creative writing class where my love for writing was heightened. We were pushed to think outside the box and write all different types of papers including poems, short stories and even a sentence with exactly 100 words.

I have always wanted a place to share my work and some of my favorite writings and poems from other authors...I feel that this is the perfect place to start. Here goes nothing!