Broken I should’ve never said “yes” every ounce of me knew but i was tired- trying to find and hide and hope for true in the tiny pieces of my splitting, shattered, seedling soul. Drowning in pride. Details and dresses and drama and daddy’s dimes over my head- too young to be good […]
Oh, words four days now the busyness has swept in. I’ve swept away dirt thoughts dead- lines check marks on my floor and mental black- bored without you. Missing you sweet, sweet words. Together, let’s move forward- once again leaving the dust and past behind.