You said you’d love me forever
but it’s 8:26 on an empty Tuesday night and forever seems to have flown by.
You said you’d love me forever
but it’s 8:26 on an empty Tuesday night and forever seems to have flown by.
Dear God, I need advice. Can you send me a sign? I need you to put me back on track. Can you do that? Because you answered everything I prayed for; And yet, here I am still wanting more. I … Continue reading
I don’t know your name, your age, your race or the dimensions of your face.
I’m not sure whether you’re a man, a woman, the wind or energy.
I don’t know if you run as deep as the sea or if you’re as small as a seed.
I’m not sure where you are but I feel you within me.
Because every time the wind blows I feel you caress me.
At night when I feel alone,
I look up at the moon and see light shimmer and I know it’s you.
And sometimes, I can even hear you in my head.
And that’s when I know, God is everything.
Amen.
-Erika Fuego
Can you love me?
Can you make me feel beautiful?
Can you hold me?
Can you cuddle with me?
Can you make me feel worthy, special, wanted and loved?
I want to fall in love.
I want to love & be loved.
blah, blah, blah…
Screw that.
If there was a window into me,
you would see the tracks of my tears,
the tears in my soul,
the cracks in my heart.
They say a realist is a frustrated romantic. Maybe, that’s true.
I am a romantic; A hopeless one.
I feel this rage
pent up
locked up
and stored deep within
shaking and shifting
jerking and moving around within me