The Written Heart

Tag: first love

  • No Comparison

    No Comparison

    1) My first love broke my heart.
    2) My true love broke my spirit.
    …
    ?) But one day you will hold those pieces until they’re healed and I will call you my only love.

    Image: Abondonded boats on the side of the road – California – August 2014

  • Resulted Identity

    Resulted Identity

    So much of the person I am today was made from the wreckage I won’t let go of. It’s become louder than my own voice.

    I try to be accepted because I was rejected.
    I try to be loud because I was invisible.
    I try to be memorable because I was forgotten.
    I try to be strong because I was vulnerable.
    I try to be perfect because I was not enough.

    There is an emptiness that this world not only cannot fill, but one that it also creates. I reflect the heartbreak of sin.

    Deep down, beyond this identity, there’s a lost girl still trying to figure out who she was before you.