like an awakening…

what it’s like to trace a soul in my fingertips

i’ve learned to
be gentle with that part of
me that takes it in so deeply,
and holds on to it for far too long,

that’s also the part of me that loves
like an awakening, and knows what it’s like
to trace a soul in my fingertips

– butterflies rising

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incapable…

never capable of feeling anything at all

i finally stopped waiting…
waiting for him to feel sorry, to feel regret,
to feel guilty, to realize how much
he had lost in me and to feel some certain
way for all that he had done to me…

i finally understood…
it really never had anything to do with me,
someone who is capable of all
that he had done was just never capable
of feeling anything at all.

– butterflies rising

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