I Wrote This For You

I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

The Nature Of Hands

Remember: When you touch someone's hand and their hand feels cold, your hand feels warm to them. Don’t be afraid to hold cold hands.

Monday, January 16, 2017

The Middle Of The Bridge

I didn’t ask you here so you could like me. I asked you here so that someone would know who I was.

Friday, January 13, 2017

The Unsureness Of Being

“Say it again but sound sure.” But how do I tell you that I’m not sure. That I’ve never been sure of anything. Ever. In my whole life....

Thursday, January 12, 2017

The Shape In The Mirror

Do you remember when I was good at missing you?

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

The Parts We Keep

Don’t let them kill the parts of you that they don’t like. Keep all of you. Never be afraid to be everything you are.

Monday, January 9, 2017

The Lost And Unfound

I said, “I hope you find who you’re looking for.” I said, “I hope you find someone to hold your heart.” Even though I thought I was t...

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

The Differences Between You

You don’t know me but I play you in the mirror. And every photograph you don’t like. I’m also your voice on recordings, when you don’t...

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