Hands




I want you to look at my hands and wonder if the paint streaks that stain them 
would rub onto you if you held them.
And to fall for my eyes, but fall even more for what they see.
I want you to appreciate Gregory Alan Isakov's voice as much as me, 
or laugh at how swoony he makes me.


And I want you to be real with me and teach me what it's like
to try to remember to breathe in and out.
In and out. 
Because I want to lose my breathe from something good.
I'm tired of drowning


This isn't a list of "How to love me"
This is how to love my heart.
Because there's a big difference.
And I want you to see that.






8 Happy Thoughts:

  1. i love this. the end. so perfect simple and lovely

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  2. ok. wow. so good. i want this too, i just don't think my brain understand what my heart is saying, bu it understood this. so thank you. and that line about the paint and you hands and the one about trying to remember how to breathe in and out. absolutely incredible.

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  3. Novel idea. As in new idea, not an idea you could write a novel about. But either way.

    Falling in love with a heart.

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  4. the first couple lines. damn.
    and then the thing about gregory. i love gregory.

    "Because I want to lose my breathe from something good."

    i love every single word. just wow.
    keep writing

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  5. "Because I want to lose my breathe from something good.
    I'm tired of drowning" perfection as always

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  6. I'm snapping to this.

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  7. " I'm tired of drowning" uhh this post was perfect.

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