i take a deep breath in the mirror and think about how different i am now.
i love my found family with every fiber of my being. they know the hues and textures of my soul, just as i know their’s.
all that changed this year was my temper. i am now always terribly angry.
(don’t worry it’s already happening)
you told me i was cruel. all i said was that you were the loss of my life. why would i lie to you? i don’t think i am capable of it.
i’ll pray to every god, wish on every star, and do all the right things for you to live through the night.
if you hurt me, i’ll walk away as easy as i walked in.
i have bookshelves of dreams. all dying to be the one i choose to live out.
i am argumentative. i am opinionated. that does not make me loud.
”your hair gets curly when are in love aliza, and i know those curls weren’t there before”