Little Thoughts: To My Mother

In the middle of the darkness, I ran to you fearing a burglar or someone coming to harm me in the middle of the night in a large house in the suburbs of Massachusetts. A place with no violence. You would respond by lying on the carpeted floor of my bedroom, holding my hand, reminding me that…

Little Thoughts: To A Boy

He pulled her in with his piercing blue eyes A smile that provided comfort but also joy and a heartbeat that pulsated in a rhythm she could dance to Two people from different worlds who for one single second of time were connected   He made her laugh, calling out her name in weird and…

What I’m Looking For

Honestly, I don’t even know where to start this letter but I know I want to write it. Maybe as something to give to you in the future. Maybe more as a way to remind myself of what I’m looking for and what I deserve. Writing as a 19 year old girl who likes to…

Everything I Never Said

Dear you, I guess it’s probably a surprise that I am writing this. How long has it been now? 2 years? It’s kinda crazy how every now and again you still cross my mind, leading me to wonder how you’re doing. Is your life everything you dreamed it would be in high school? How are you…

Little Thoughts: Mesmerizing, Captivating, Loving

  Swirls of caramel in my coffee, tiny flakes of snow on my lashes before the storm becomes too strong, cozying up in blankets, reading stories about worlds far away, under the glow of my christmas lights comfortable, gentle, warm. Soft skin, brown eyes, a tightrope of strength and kindness mesmerizing, captivating, loving.   Have you ever…

Little Thoughts: A Photograph in Time

You and I are a photograph in time. One snapshot of my life and yours that somehow ended up with both of us in the frame. For, out of all of the people in the world for my path to intertwine with, I came across yours. We are connected, whether you like it or not….

Little Thoughts: A Piece of Me Will Always Be For You

It’s been days, months, a whole year, since I last saw your face. And yet, I can’t forget you no matter how hard I try. The way you would say my name in that teasing way with a grin on your face. The way you would rub my shoulders when I was stressed, desperately trying…