Amazing.

Things haven’t been the same since you went away. Holding on to these memories without feeling the same way.   We believed that our souls would roam together. Even after death, believing we’d be attached forever.   It’s amazing how naive teenagers can be. It’s amazing how love can touch someone like me.   I…

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Youngest.

Feet patter on pale blue tiles, they quicken, they stomp marching with purpose.   Little beads hang on the tips of jet black braided hair she moves, they rattle.   Loud giggles echoes  in  long hallways, as little eyes peak through corners.   Boo!   She runs, giggles and hides until a few minutes pass…

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Seasons.

Are you pleased by the simple things in life?   As seasons change we realize the beauty  in change itself.   Grass turns brown as leaves become coupled in orange, yellow, red, and hints of auburn.   Blankets of snow remind us how coldness exists outside our bodies.   As we embrace each other and…

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Lovely Thing.

Who holds me now? Now that I have grown No more wombs for comfort No more milk to strengthen me   To age is a lovely, lovely thing.   But to age can be a tragic.. Where time ticks, uncontrollably As  one  tries  to  balance  with  time They  often  loose  sight  of  themselves.   Anxiety.…

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Repetition.

“I’m sorry” “I’m sorry” “I’m sorry”   The more you repeat words the less meaning they hold. We’ve been here before, this exact situation.   “I love you” “I love you” “I love you”   Is “love” really “love”, if actions don’t accompany it? Some words can be abused, even those as sacred   as…

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Love I want.

I want a strong love.   The type of love that you love me and I love you and we both love loving each other.   I want a fearless love.   The type of love the shakes us breaks us yet, strengthens us with time.   I want your love.   Taken from the…

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Searching.

I am standing, tall and lost,   searching searching, searching,   for something . Searching; until “search” lost its meaning.   Searching, for meaning. Have you ever just watched people in a location and thought to yourself; “I have no idea what I am doing here.”?     ©aishaadams2018 Pinterest Photo

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Eyelids.

“Look at me, love” her lips quivered hoping he’d see the light in her eyes dimmer, but he already lost sight. time betrayed them as connection faded and hearts grew numb with eyelids that shaded their souls. Eye contact is so powerful. ©aishaadams2018 Pinterest Photo

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Pitiful.

Love hurts, excruciating. But time mends, healing. I loved you, unconditionally. You hurt me, deeply. Now I stand, powerful. And your absent apologies, just pitiful. I broke up with my ex on Friday. He said he didn’t care about me anymore so I ended things. He seemed shocked when I did. I guess he underestimated how…

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