He loved me like someone repeatably stabbing me in the heart and then kissing me like everything would be okay. I’d cry sometimes, and like a junkie I’d come back screaming, “I can fix this.” As an optimist, I sure don’t know when to give up. Love is the strongest narcotic and the only rehab…
Author: Chardaé Jones
Writer. Tech Junkie. Music Junkie. Creative. Dreamer. Artistic.
& Halloween Happened
I landed in Pittsburgh on October 30th not the 31st. This was done intentionally. After spending the 30th stressing like a crazy person, trying to make sure my TV would be shipped in a timely and cost effective manner, and making sure I had everything settled with my security deposit, I was ready to go…
& Highlights of My Day
I voted this morning. I did not get a sticker. I wanted a darn sticker! I got a job today and it’s kind of sort of using my degree. I went to Joe’s Crab Shack. Apparently on Tuesdays select drinks and appetizers are $2 I helped my aunt create a resume and apparently that was…
Six Words
“He likes me, broken and all.”
Six Word Story
I used to genuinely smile more.
Yesterday’s Poem
It’s been two years, three months and five days since our last breakup. We were for real this time. This time there wasn’t any “I’m sorry” or “We’ll do better next go around.” We just gave up. We gave up on the daily texts and the hourly how was your day recaps. What we had…
& Unwritten
I thought about calling but I knew your wouldn’t answer. I keep you in prayers before I fall asleep. I still think about you dream about you as if we still speak. It weird because even when I don’t like you I love you. I’ll never be able to give my everything to someone the…
& In Case
Strong enough to leave you But weak enough to need you Cared enough to let you walk away I took that dirty jacket From the trash right where you left it ‘Cause I couldn’t stand to see it go to waste “In Case” –Demi Lovato
& Seven Years
It’s been two years and three days since the last time we were on. We were a disaster but When it was good we were bomb Oh how we’d stay up and talk All night long Our love was like drugs We were hooked and It had us strong. Seven years, three months two days…
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