Healing Hearts

My heart recognized yours before I knew it was you

Before I knew how I would love you until there was nothing left of me but the whispers of my name in the wind

Happiness manifests itself brighter now that you’re here next to me

I no longer felt as if I were wasting someone’s time by loving them

Giving more than I would ever recieve

I no longer feel like I’m running out of time with someone

Feverishly trying to memorize the way your smile forms, mapping freckles on your back

 

Sitting on the couch healing cracks said never to heal, going over memories I had long buried hoping they would disintegrate into me forgetting

Working through pain of years long gone, auctioned off to people who could put them to better use than I could

I had nearly given up, but your hands are patient and your heart is welcoming

Healing every part of mine broken by a man whose name can’t escape my lungs anymore

And I give you everything I can in return

All the misplaced love for people undeserving I now gift to you, every moment I can give back to you with laughter shared

You make me want to live my best life with you by my side

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Thrifted Love

The first time I got butterflies in years was sitting next to you on a humid late summer’s night giggling at stupid comments

Both too nervous to actually making the first move

For the first time in a long time I’m treated not as an accessory but as an equal by a man who sees that you have as much to offer the world as he does

And boy does he see galaxies in your eyes

And you hope this time leaving won’t shatter your heart like the last one did

Because working for over a week straight is only pretty in the numbers on your paycheck

A telltale sign of heartbreak is a suppressed appetite ant let me tell you how destructive that is when you’re already working 10 hours a day because you can’t bear thinking about his eyes when he laughed so you will do anything to keep your mind wandering back to him

You hope this won’t be another story you choke out when your future kids ask

You see a side of him he is too reserved to bring out until you’re by his side

Our laughter dances together under the stars in the moonlight

His hands feel like you’ve known them in a different time and place before here and now

We giggle together like children as our smiles answer inside jokes

I know it will hurt if you leave

I know my heart will be ripped out of my chest only to be pieced back together again

But I damn well hope I won’t have to do that again

Art 2.0

So not all these pieces were done in the extracurricular art class I’m a part of. Although I did promise yesterday that I would post some more art, preferably from that class. Here’s a piece I did in the class earlier this year.

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Here’s a piece I did on my own, I was told it looks like a nucleus or something of that nature.

 

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This piece was done in that class when I was in middle school, I can’t exactly pinpoint the year.

 

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This piece I did on my own the other night when I did a boatload of artwork for the hell of it.

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This is the piece I think looks the best of the ones I did the other night for the hell of it. Again this was on my own, not in the class.

 

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I didn’t have more pictures from the class because I couldn’t find many pieces laying around. I hope you like at least one of these pieces.