Fall in love with yourself
Fall in love with yourself. Meet yourself slowly. In the quiet moments. In the spaces where you stop trying to be everything for everyone and begin listening to your own knowing…
You satisfy my soul…
My eyes saw you, it’s true - but, oh, the way my soul felt you. It was as if it had known your shape long before this lifetime…
4am soul stirring
I won’t rush, I won’t chase,
I read the truth in the way you hesitate.
Tell me what your heart is afraid of,
I’ll move at your pace.
If I whispered your name in the dark…
Gentle gravity
There was no rush with them, no grasping. Just a soft, undeniable gravity - as if two currents had finally remembered how to flow toward one another. Her energy arrived like…
The things she won’t tell you…
She's not hard to love. She's simply an old soul gracing a world that has been conditioned to overlook the very magic she was born to radiate. Her heart moves to a quieter rhythm—one woven with softness, depth, and the kind of devotion that…
A song I wrote about still becoming…
Woke up in the quiet after thunder rolled, Sky still hummin', but my heart feels whole. Used to chase love like air, Now I breathe just to know I'm still there. Mirror shows a woman I almost forgot, Tired eyes, but they've seen a lot. Every scar's a word in a poem of truth, I'm not broken—I'm proof.
The undelivered goodbye letter
There's a version of our life where I keep you. Where I get to wake up with you tangled around me and pretend the world outside our cocoon doesn't exist. I have replayed that life so many times that I swear I…
From that space in between…
Have you ever met someone who arrived in your life with such an intense familiarity that it felt older than memory?
A fragment of someone I couldn’t unwrite…
Let me bruise your lips. Let me hold your heart, and love you a little too much. Let me…
Notes from the ether…
Welcome to the quiet corner of my writing world - where my pieces are still finding their shape. Here, you will find creative pieces that aren't quite finished - fragments of dialogue, poetry created amidst sleepless nights, lyrics stirred from my healing heart, and scenes that might one day belong to something larger…