Kimmie K.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
lovely
I think I would miss you
even if I had never met you,
even if you had never been born.
I would’ve spent my days searching for a soul
like yours,
never to be satisfied with anyone.
I think this is what they mean
when they talk about
soul mates.
even if I had never met you,
even if you had never been born.
I would’ve spent my days searching for a soul
like yours,
never to be satisfied with anyone.
I think this is what they mean
when they talk about
soul mates.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Things I wish someone would have taught me so I wouldn't have to learn them on my own.
Pick up that book.
Pick up every book you can find.
Never go anywhere without one.
I know he's beautiful,
but the sky is beautiful right before it strikes thunder.
He's full of thunder.
Stay away.
It’s okay to cry.
It doesn’t make you weak.
Look at the rainfall that the ground holds up and look at its strength.
You’re allowed to feel whatever it is that you feel.
You are valid.
I know his voice is like saltwater taffy
and his kisses taste like sunshine and
he looks like every morning you’d like to wake up to always,
but he's not good for you.
Walk away.
Lonely isn’t so lonely if you refuse to let it consume you.
Don’t yell at your mother.
Don’t ever think for a single moment in your short life
that every breath isn’t as precious as every leaf on a tree.
Just because those leaves fall doesn’t mean they aren’t here for a reason, if only to add beauty to the mundane,
You have a woodpecker in your chest.
Call it a heart or not, that’s your choice.
Don’t try to keep it still.
That’s a losing battle.
Apologize.
Adventure. That’s a fun word.
Experience it.
Please, let yourself love.
At least once in this lifetime.
At least once.
Pick up every book you can find.
Never go anywhere without one.
I know he's beautiful,
but the sky is beautiful right before it strikes thunder.
He's full of thunder.
Stay away.
It’s okay to cry.
It doesn’t make you weak.
Look at the rainfall that the ground holds up and look at its strength.
You’re allowed to feel whatever it is that you feel.
You are valid.
I know his voice is like saltwater taffy
and his kisses taste like sunshine and
he looks like every morning you’d like to wake up to always,
but he's not good for you.
Walk away.
Lonely isn’t so lonely if you refuse to let it consume you.
Don’t yell at your mother.
Don’t ever think for a single moment in your short life
that every breath isn’t as precious as every leaf on a tree.
Just because those leaves fall doesn’t mean they aren’t here for a reason, if only to add beauty to the mundane,
You have a woodpecker in your chest.
Call it a heart or not, that’s your choice.
Don’t try to keep it still.
That’s a losing battle.
Apologize.
Adventure. That’s a fun word.
Experience it.
Please, let yourself love.
At least once in this lifetime.
At least once.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
i'm tired.
I may not be good at
Math
Science
Poetry
Art
But oh man, am I good at
Messing things up &
Leaving when things get too hard
Math
Science
Poetry
Art
But oh man, am I good at
Messing things up &
Leaving when things get too hard
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