Fall Memoirs

I don’t want to end up being two people who believe in love but no longer believe in each other.

I’ve seen it happen far too often…

Someone who was on the road to helping you achieve inner peace traveled for too long and is now your enemy.

If a blessing doesn’t mature. Then it just grows into a regret.

I’ve seen it happen far too often…

I never want to falter on words said in front of alters as I proudly profess made promises to you for an audience of family and friends. I never want to lie just so you can fly, but also I wouldn’t dare bury you with the truth.

She has dark hair with nighttime eyes to match. She pronounces clear as day

“ Please don’t treat me as if I am fragile. Handle me with care because you love me, not because you think I am weak.”

“I’ll bend a million ways before I ever let your heartbreak in even one even one way” that’s what I replied with thoughts in my head that a soulmate is nothing but compromise.

We talk about forever as if we understand it.

Busy is the bee working to figure it out.

So many people build a foundation on fictions of lust because they couldn’t imagine truly being alone.

When honesty comes what do they have left?

We still wish them happiness.

We still wish them bliss.

For they wished on stars to be fortunate enough to have an ignorance like this.

The Moon or the Sun where do you get your power from?

This place has never felt like home because it doesn’t deserve you.

They say diamonds are a girls best friend. She has never been one for jewelry.

She keeps crystals all around her because they are a woman’s best ally. She prefers to swim in energy.

Come drown in my thoughts cause I miss you.

I know it’s an early Fall morning but I’m glad you answered.

I just called to say I love you, FaceTimes to show I care, and when I can’t be there send text saying “wishing you were here”

The inside of you feels like home.

Our conversations are vacations.

Laying next to you is my peace.

It’s a form of meditation.

There’s even interpretations of beauty in my nightmares. So I always sleep the same.

I’m not fighting demons, honestly I’m just dealing with life.

We are young.

We don’t think we can die till we stop breathing…

We don’t think we’ll fall out of love until we’re heartbroken…

Once we realize we are human and it’s unveiled everything is not ideal; it’s too late.

People will wait so long to let you down as if you weren’t expecting it from the start. I’ve seen your wardrobe I know you’re not afraid of the dark.

I love the way you embrace the Fall.

All the leaves changed color but you’ve stayed the same.

I look for you on balcony’s of elegant skyscrapers and try not to be depressed. Instead of jumping I realize I need to save myself.

Take my hand marvelous bird of prey it’s time to feast. When the wind howls through the night I want you next to me.

If we should ever drastically separate like land and sea. In my mind there will always be a wave of you and good memories.

Of all the times you left the shadows dripping the nectar of honey just to have shared experiences with me.

I know you were in the middle of a Fall afternoon daydream but I’m glad you answered.

I just called to say I love you, FaceTimes to show I care, and when I can’t be there send text saying “wishing you were here”

The inside of you feels like home.

Our conversations are vacations.

Laying next to you is my peace.

It’s a form of meditation.

There’s even interpretations of beauty in my nightmares. So I always sleep the same.

I’m not fighting demons, honestly I’m just dealing with life.

We are young.

We don’t think we can die till we stop breathing…

We don’t think we’ll fall out of love until we’re heartbroken…

Once we realize we are human and it’s unveiled everything is not ideal; it’s too late.

Another downward spiral. I’ve mastered these stairs as if they are exercise. Ladders built out of false hope. I love this climb. I hate when you see me like this but you said you loved me for all that I am. So you never look away.

You’re such a rebel. I think if leaves in the Fall stayed the same then you would learn to change.

For now you’re a beautiful taste of honey that lives in the shadow.

I told you I love adventures. You don’t have to go to all these dark places on your own. I’ll be miserable with you, but if we’re together is it even really misery?

“I love self loathing field trips but today I rather go some place else. Some place that has more to offer than me in the shadows. Bring me to light and you’ll bring me to life” she replied as if drenched in honey.

The Sun was setting as if it would never rise again. She said clear as day

“ I don’t hate myself. I just hate what the world did to me. I don’t hate myself. I just really fucking love who I use to be”

Some of us understand that so much. We wish we had said it ourselves.

Evening has passed. It’s the core of night. I wonder if you’ll pick up?

I just called to say I love you, FaceTimes to show I care, and when I can’t be there send text saying “wishing you were here”

The inside of you feels like home.

Our conversations are vacations.

Laying next to you is my peace.

It’s a form of meditation.

There’s even interpretations of beauty in my nightmares. So I always sleep the same.

I’m not fighting demons, honestly I’m just dealing with life.

We are young.

We don’t think we can die till we stop breathing…

We don’t think we’ll fall out of love until we’re heartbroken…

Once we realize we are human and it’s unveiled everything is not ideal; it’s too late.

“Baby please don’t jump, save yourself for me.” Her words pure as unpicked flowers went straight to my heart and burned a mark there as if the tone of her voice was wildfire.

If a blessing doesn’t mature. It just grows into a regret.

To those among us who have a grasp of the seasons Fall is a memoir noir.

I’m not fighting demons, honestly I’m just dealing with life.

Thank you for answering.

Coverart Instagram: @_Honeyandwildfire_

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