alex made me climb a mountain the other day. & we’re in the middle of a drought over here, so not only was this mountain straight up & made of dry, loose dirt – but i was wearing toms so the task seemed all the more utterly impossible. he was halfway to the top […]Read more "learning to love the sky you’re under."
i wasn’t looking for anything that day. i wasn’t looking for anyone when i met you. quite honestly, i wasn’t planning on falling for anyone anytime soon. the possibility of even meeting you outside of newton’s walls seemed like one in a million. i honestly never even thought we’d be sharing air other than when […]Read more "wild one."
for me, the first sentences are the hardest parts. they’re always the messiest. i take out my notebook & end up drawing scribbles through the first five lines of the page. give or take a few. wandering where do i start? how do i begin? i wanna pull you in. wrap my words around ya like a tight […]Read more "more eraser shavings & less scribbles."
it was friday morning & my sister & i were getting breakfast with a friend of ours in nc. from the booth we were in, i had a clear view of the door. & on his way out was an older man who went to my old church there. i spotted him & my friend […]Read more "lovin love."
“honey please write something i need to hear your heart,” she said. as i came across the comment, i stopped scrolling through my notifications & thought a moment. my heart? this woman wants to hear my heart? well you’d think with how long it’s been since the last time I shared my heart with […]Read more "this heart."
the trees left shadows dancing across our faces as atley’s jeep turned into the old church parking lot on lovers lane. anna & i immediately opened our doors kicking off our heels as we rushed out & high tailed it towards the creek leaving our boys behind, like the loving girlfriends we are. the four […]Read more "beautiful, messy, summer."
i walked through the back door to a table set for two. & as i slipped my shoes off, a smile immediately crept over my face. i remembered the text he’d sent me earlier that day… “i’m gonna cook you dinner tonight,” he said. which in my mind meant pasta… or grilled cheese maybe? something […]Read more "to the one who carries me."