A surprise question on bended knee an invitation to always be a part of this family. The wind’s caressing graze on shaking hands as cathedral bells ring and beams of light irradiate my favorite bridge. We walk confidently into our future under the promise of the one-hundred-year stone now resting on my finger.

Butterflies spill out of your mouth fluttering the flames of my fragile ego you know how to cast me under your spell and I, helpless, am unable to break free of your grasp and release myself from your claws until I learned that your power came not from you but from the insecurities within myself. Your hold on me and what I thought was love and romance and a lusty fairytale was all an artful deception.

You picked me up like your favorite coffee cup long forgotten sitting at the back of the cupboard a little worn, a little dusty. A blue ceramic glaze cool against your lips as you take a sip drink me in darling. Nestled in your strong hands I felt safe I felt secure until I slipped from your grip and I shattered into a million pieces. And now you’ve found a new cup to replace me. It was too easy for you to throw

after Amanda Madsen (@givemeasmirnoffice on TikTok) I stopped drinking my coffee black I dyed my auburn hair back to my roots of blonde I listened to my favorite music again (and no longer had to worry about you changing the station when you walked in) I pierced my ears, got…

After my college heartbreak, I jumped into another relationship way too quickly. I chose to settle. It was a mistake since I didn’t give myself time to grieve and heal from my breakup. To make matters even worse, I started a relationship with the wrong guy. I hardly remember those…

I am never good enough for her. I can never make her happy. I do not love my mother, the woman who has emotionally abused me my whole life. I never knew what it was, what she had been doing to me for 26 years, until recently. Society loves to…

This time, I want the last word. For a long time after you left, I hated you. My body raged at the thought, the mere memory of you. It did not matter that we had some good times together. …

It’s morning, early that quiet, still time before the world stirs and I’m sitting on our blue couch in the living room waiting for my coffee to brew listening as the birds wake smiling softly at the pink flowers blooming on the tree just outside our window feeling the warmth…

When we first met, I had no idea I was meeting my best friend, the keeper of my secrets, seer of my soul. When we first met, I had no idea I had met someone who would become my greatest confidant. The one person I could tell anything to, and…