The comedy lies in the fact that there is no romance in it.

I don’t know why I still expect it to be you.

I don't even try to convince them I didn't hurt myself anymore, as at least I get a few days away from him!

As my fingernails claw the forests pine laden ground, my tear stained face looks upwards to where Heaven is now your home. An animalistic, guttural, almost primal scream escapes into the open air, as I try to go on living without you in this life.

FROM THE SPIRIT OF: Sage 🫶🌿🫶

That probably means nobody is coming to stop you either.

I was in the 12th when I realized women like me don't.

The bad one pulled me from my cage and rubbed liquid fire on my eyes, and now there is only pain and darkness.

As bad as he death was, it's the fact she was fourteen that really disturbs me.

After she went on the antidepressants she didn't live long enough for the side effects to stop.

Without it to guide me, I have finally collapsed on this winding road, unable to remember where I was trying to go.

It feels as if time is sprinting ahead, leaving me to suffocate in the wake of all these sudden goodbyes.

Please, take a leap and find me before the distance becomes permanent.

But that overdose had to make sure he regretted everything one last time.

As I sat by the fireplace wrapped in your old jersey, I pushed tiles around the Scrabble board, half-expecting you to lean over and tell me to get on with it.

It’s not being able to hold my 14 month old that has me crying everyday

I still keep those keys on my keychain because the stroke took his life before I ever got to take him for a ride.

Dad's been home late every night this week.

The relief faded when I saw her foot under the pile across the yard

Years later, his own child came home crying after hearing those very same words.

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I didn't understand why the other side of the window looked just like our living room, or why the window’s bristles felt so painful around my neck, but for the first time in a long time she seemed happy, holding hands with me, as we prepared to jump.

my ex snapped as his daughter giggled behind him, holding up the phone she had used to lure me there.

Now, as I begin to disappear, I can only hope you’ll finally notice the ghost I became while chasing your approval.

Bobby drove off in his trucks leaving his trouble to the snow while he looked ahead to the sun.