This week I have realized that I am beloved.
I have been told that I am loved and that I am special.
I have lost a friend, two… three… and I have sunk into the loneliness.
Guilt. Regret. Hurt.
This week, I have forgiven but I have not forgotten.
This week, I have listened and I have wept.
I have tried to find value in myself.
I have discovered strength and have been given support.
I have searched for God in a dark place.
I have realized that I am beloved.
I've lived in you for two and a half years now, and I still haven't quite gotten over the fact that when I look up at your skyscrapers, it makes me realize how small I really am.
A photo collection remixed from a photos found on Tumblr.
Remember the friends you have.
Another night passed away.
You were the one I thought was different.
In this guise of gentle conversation,
My eyes are heavy.
Green tea loaded with caffeine,
Get inside of me.
I took a seat on the dusty couch,
from the great and busy lies,