Can’t you understand,
I don’t want another hand?
Can’t you see it’s you?

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

- L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

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My thoughts as he stops by to talk to me:

You still mean a lot to me.

There's really nothing I can do about it at this point.

You make me happy. I feel more myself when I'm with you.

If somebody thinks there's something wrong with that,

well pardon my French, but fuck 'em.

What I really meant:

"And when I asked you how you’d been I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever missed anything before."
- Iain Thomas

Rediscovering my voice

In a world that tries to strip you of your essence and tells you what you should be, it seems that I lost my voice for a little while. I wrote very little, got sucked down the vortex of melancholy, and passively let life pass me by for months.

Over the last month though, my voice has started to come back to me. Still little more than a whisper, it longs to be free again. And it will be. The inspirational breeze of a life lived with purpose has returned to push me forward.

I couldn't be more grateful.

Hello there again, World.

I'm back.

Always,
L.A.

"Whoever it is you fall in love with for the first time, not just love but be in love with, is the one who will always make you angry, the one you can’t be logical about."

- Jeanette Winterson, The Passion 

To the man who'll ask me to wear a white dress,

 

Lean in to kiss me

and I’ll meet you halfway there,

reach and you’ll be held.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

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