& Chess

We’re like a game of chess and instead of protecting our Queens,  we’re protecting our hearts…again. Because the scariest thing about loving someone is they not only have the power to make you smile from your soul but the have the power to break every being of your spirit. You move one way,  I move…

& Butterflies

I only know how to love you, even if you don’t want me to… After all these years you still give me butterflies in the deepest pits of my stomach. Your rare smiles make the corner of my eyes curl. I can still see the young man I met years ago every time I stare…

& Today it Happened

It was today. A lightbulb went off Everything you had been saying for years It finally clicked I finally realized I had been holding on to us because I didn’t want to be a quitter. You know You’ve always made me feel like “The crazy one” I love you. I’ll always freakin love you. I…

& Tug of War

What we’re not gonna do is play tug of war with our love. Either you love me or you don’t. Don’t get my hopes up if you’re not going to hold me. Don’t pull me close just to push me away because I’ve been there. And that’s not fair. As long as you try and…

& 30 Word Story 

Somehow I left my heart in Greece, even though I’ve never been there.  I lie to myself and him every time I utter those two semi-permanent words “It’s over.”

& Forevers

Speak now or forever hold your peace If I’m in, I’m all in Now a days I only invest my time in forevers I no longer believe in right now mentality I shouldn’t believe in forevers either but Even after who I thought was my forever took me and broke me I put myself back…

& Metaphorically Speaking

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…

Six Words

“He likes me, broken and all.”

& Daddy

My step-father was “Big Antoine” until one day I felt left out and I just wanted a dad. Little old me just knew it worked that way. My brothers and sisters had parents and I just had mom. My step-father has many faults but not being a dad to his children has never been one….

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…