Tag Archives: love

The Bottom Step

She sits at the bottom step. It’s her thing now, Ever since she learned how to sit Without having to hold on to something. She sits, she waits, she talks (Mostly to herself, Sometimes to whoever’s around.) She stands up, … Continue reading

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Second Chances

We do not have second chances. We used them all up on our first try. No repeats, no more attempts. No apologetic phone calls, No drunken, misspelled texts. We are no longer you and I, No longer romancing Our way … Continue reading

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I Tried to Tell You

I tried to tell you that I loved you, I wasn’t sure you’d understand, But please don’t tell me that I’m silly, Just be quiet and take my hand. Let me lead to where dreams live, Let me show you … Continue reading

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Something New

I spent ten years of my life trying something new Until it became a part of me. It was no longer fresh or exciting In and of itself, Though it’s still my first love, And I never want to be … Continue reading

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Beyond College

We had such simple aspirations From day one and beyond: Graduate, get a job. Simple. Easy. Realistic. Except no. We studied to be teachers. In Ireland. If you only knew the reality Of what we just put ourselves through. Now, … Continue reading

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Homecoming

The countdown has started, I wait by my phone, For the message to come That you’re finally home, So that we can unite Like we used to, before, Over coffee, my friend, Whom I always adore. Homecoming is happening, It’s … Continue reading

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Nothing Like It

There’s nothing like waking to a screaming baby, The same one who says your name with delight, Or crawls over to you to speak some gibberish, Or who sits in your lap to break wind,  mid-play. Your whole body springs … Continue reading

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