You can’t outrun what’s due for you, my darling

I'd tell my younger self To not give away her love for free; It should be earned And she should keep in mind That no one has the right To belittle her experiences Just so that she can slot into their visions. I'd tell her it's okay to Let people go, it's okay to be …

she’s a woman

falling stars

Stars fall aimlessly out of the sky Into your clasped palms It all feels foreign to you Because you don't recall Wishing on a shooting star And for the first time In a while You think Everything will be alright You think Everything will work out You believe If things are meant to be It'll …