If as I lay to rest in my bed tonight, sighing out my final breath I left this world, would I be happy with how I’ve lived? I wonder this a lot. So many days and moments I’ve taken for granted. Moments that now move in slow motion in my…

Why are we always so quick to rush to make something ours? We want something, and in this world today, we can have it almost immediately. There’s no waiting, no anticipating. We are all so used to this fast fulfilment of even the smallest of desires that when it comes…

It is terrifying. To trust, to hope and to love. It is hard to process the differences in a love when all you have known before was abuse and awfulness. I had resigned myself to the fact that perhaps I would be alone and I would be okay with that…

Come, drive with me Far away from those thoughts Come hide from the world Wrapped tight in my arms Breathe in the life around you Hold true to your dreams You don’t have to figure it all out Just get lost in us today Come, hold my hand Feel the sand…

I was someone who always wanted to get married. I wanted that happily ever after that was sold to me in all the media I’d been exposed to. What I had never put that much thought into was how I would like to have been proposed to or who it…

She sits in her tenderness A soft smile on her lips Watching the world with playful eyes Delight in the simple things A heart bound with hope Softly hiding marks made Pieces given in innocence She kneels and waits for you A whisp of longing To truly be seen Somehow…

This has been an interesting thing for me since taking a peek at the dating world and deciding if it’s a place I want to be in right now or in the future. So far it seems like a rather bleak world where people don’t seem to be looking for…

The time felt like it was going so slowly and now, here I am. It’s been the most intense but also the most liberating time in my life. Seven months ago I kicked out my ex who was abusive because I was done. Done with being treated badly. Done with…

He said these words to me repeatedly, at least once a week and sometimes more than that. Reassuring me over and over again that his love for me was completely unconditional. There was absolutely nothing I could do that would make his love for me waver. He was trying to…