Weighed down by golden
ring etched with my name, burning
remorse into skin.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 215.”
Weighed down by golden
ring etched with my name, burning
remorse into skin.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 215.”
“No one will ever
love you like I do.” I said,
“Is that a promise?”
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 199.”
He strips away all
that is not me, and somehow
makes it look easy.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 190.”
You used to tremble
Against me like just the sight of
Goosebumps on my bare flesh was
Electrifying enough to set your nerves on edge
You had to be nervous, if
Your hands could speak
They would have left whispers
On my hips, a lover’s kiss
Remember
Remember the ninth of September?
You told me you loved me
Under the covers, mid-sentence
I hadn’t felt that way before
(I never have since)
3AM Thoughts // AKA “You Still Cross My Mind After All This Time.”
All the loves of the
past pale in comparison
to the one we have.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 185.”
To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow –
this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.
Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace with Marriage // Elizabeth Gilbert
all his words only
distracted me from the hard
truth – this was not love.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 125.”
I don’t know who the
first person I kissed was, but
for sure you’re the last.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 123.”
Even if I had
Never met you, I would still
Have this love for you.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 111.”
A liberated woman is one who has sex before marriage and a job after.
// Gloria Steinem