Burning Alive

I've loved many people, some women, some men, some strangers, some best friends.

I've loved many people but it's never worked out.

So now I write and I draw and I paint to remember them, selfishly holding their memory hostage through my art.

I am not a good partner, I am barely a good person. But every once in a while, I love someone so much it makes me want to be good, or at least better.

But nothing stays the same for long.

So instead I write.
and write and write and write.

I love too hard, I give too much, I think too hard about little shit that doesn't matter, like that kiss on the back of my neck my best friend gave me when we were 13 or the flower my first love gave me before we said good bye or the way that boy played with my hair at that party. I think too much and I can't stop so I write. I write and I pray I never fall in love again.

#1- #musings- Dec 4, 2025🥇