Writing History

  • I Guess Some Would Call This Losing I mean, I would undoubtedly call it losing. What else do you call not winning? You can’t call it a tie or a draw because that would mean I won half of something. At this point, I feel like I haven’t won a damn thing. I’m not tripping,… Read more

  • You, you, and you. That’s all I could ever think about. That’s all there is to think about. That’s all that mattered. Who am I kidding? It’s all that still matters. Not in a “my life can’t go on without you” kind of way. It’s more real than that. I say it’s more real because,… Read more

  • That’s all I ever wanted. I don’t know what I’ve seen in the others. Maybe it was their smiles. Perhaps it was the way they smelled. The fact they liked everything I did. For others, it could be how they were the yin to my yang. They brought me peace. Some maybe were just because… Read more

  • This one isn’t easy. I don’t tend to talk about my fear of the future. In fact, I do everything in my power to try and avoid that conversation. How do I confess that I fear I might be making all of these mistakes? Since hindsight is 20/20, how could I be confident I’m doing… Read more

  • At which point do you think it was done? Was it one moment? I hardly remember the last time I felt the butterflies. Do you? Did you know the last time would be the last? Maybe I’m stupid, but I had no idea. Maybe I’ve been holding on for too long. Silly me, right? Wild… Read more

  • I think the saying goes something like “fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.” So, I guess it’s a shame on me because I can’t figure it out. Now I’m stuck playing Post Malone, and Juice Wrld like it would do something. You know that I used to think the… Read more