love – The Missadventure Chronicles

It Probably Sounds Like

How do you really say “I’ll miss you for always but I’ll hold you never” in a text anyway? It probably sounds like “here’s this article it made me think of you.” To which the last response will always read “read on 2/14”- a grey bubble never to see blue again. The unspoken words carried…

Never Just I Love You

Sometimes I just feel really difficult to love. Like I should somehow feel thankful to be cared about and at the same time apologetic about needing love at all. And not just needing love, but needing it HOW I need it in order to FEEL loved. Like somehow “I’m sorry” and “Thank You” are the…

Bookstores & Daydreams

I imagine sitting at the bookstore café with my headphones in. So immersed in my writing that you appear behind me and I don’t notice. You found me here, you knew this was where I’d be. It’s 108 degrees outside and you knew I’d find some place cool where I could set up and dive…

Letters She’ll Never Send IX

I answered quickly in defense. I matched your energy to avoid the reaction of pain that was instant. “Look I love you but I’d never date you.” “You think I don’t know that?” “We’d kill each other. I think we tried this in a past life and learned that.” “I know that. Is that what…

Letters She’ll Never Send VIII

I need to know there are moments for you too. The moments you miss me so much it’s unbearable. Your chest aches just a little and you think about the way I smile when you say something absurd. The moments where you realize we were barely strangers when we figured out that the air was…

Letters She’ll Never Send VII

I still want you to love me, even if I know you can’t. You don’t even have enough to love yourself right now. I wish you’d let me love you.

This day

It was this day last year that I realized I could not unlove you. It was cold and wet and I found “home” on a trip home that I never intended. It was this day last year on a chilly fall morning that I realized when Johnny Cash talks about coffee it must mean love….

Her

“Babe you should come to the gym with me. You always have a six pack after sex, your body is almost perfect! If you just hit the gym a couple times a week you’d be on point.”-my boyfriend to 19 year old me I remember that day. The sheets on the bed were crimson red…

Good Days & Grateful Hearts

Whenever I had one of those days that Alexander had, you know those terrible horrible no good very bad days, I would drive to my moms house and just hang out with her. She’d make me laugh, I’d pick on her, we’d usually go shopping, and she’d inevitably always tell me I could do it….

Unraveled

I want to be unraveled as I untie the fabric of your being Each thread pulling another piece of you undone as I twist you around my little finger I want to be unraveled as your strings caress my skin getting caught in the knots that make up my soul Each tiny cord catching on…