I spend more time than I'm willing to admit out loud, imagining seeing you again- being in your presence. Would you even know who I am? If I called out your name, would you ignore me? Listen to St. Patrick by PVRIS
When I talk about a "he or him" it's the same person that I've been holding onto for five years. I have had connections with men before him and after him but nothing ever came of it. Mostly I wonder if I'm holding on because I'm not sure of what could've been or what was. [...]
You are something to me, someone to me, and the loss of that something will still hurt; the loss of you will still hurt.
JAN. 1, 2013 Maybe it was look in his eyes that made me fall for him; the ever changing hazel, the way they shone in the sunlight. The day I noticed they were mostly green; one moment we were having one of our many random conversations while working and the next moment everything seemed to [...]
JAN. 1, 2013 I’m sure we have all lived or heard a version of this story billions of times, be it through books, movies, music, or close friends. I don’t want to sound like a broken record, but I feel as though this story of meeting and losing my first love needs to be known. [...]