Many people believe every age marks something significant, that you should accomplish a certain something by a certain time. Your first kiss, losing your virginity, getting married. Learning to drive, knowing what you want to be, succeeding in your goals. But that’s not true. Let things just happen. Make sure you’re ready. Stay wise. Give yourself time to develop. There is no rush to live.
You remember too much,
my mother said to me recently.
Why hold onto all that?
And I said,
Where do I put it down?
I hope you look for me in everyone else and panic when you realize that they’ll never be exactly the same.
u know someone is having a rough day when their favorite song plays and they don’t sing along
Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme, it just has to touch someone where your hands couldn’t.
This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are under it.
I crave intimacy but I get confused and uncomfortable when I’m shown even the slightest bit of attention or affection.