I want to let go.
Can I let go with you?
It's worth it, my brain tells me it's worth it.
Fuck, I must be drunk if I'm writing bad poetry again.
I can't help it, whatever is in my cup tastes good.
It's getting sweeter with every sip.
I should stop here before I say something stupid.
Before I saying something I can't take back.
Too late, I already said I love you.
No, no, that's not stupid.
Really baby, it's not. It's everything.
I love you, I love you. I should have told you from the beginning.
I should have told you when you told me.
Before you're worth it.
Let's go together.
About the Creator
Rabbit
I see the world a little differently than most. Even at a young age I was writing down what I saw but never sharing it with a soul until now. I'm choosing love over fear.
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 days ago in Fiction
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