Kelly Douglas

When I’m struggling with mental illness, I’m not particularly enthusiastic about my life circumstances, but I don’t necessarily let on that I’m having difficulty, either.

You will reach her soft center bit by bit; delighting in her nectarous pleasures as she cautiously opens herself to your love.

Create your own magic because life won’t change itself.

They leave me high off a blissful euphoria as I long to hold onto every coveted syllable, hoping I can remain among the clouds for eternity.

But at last, you have arrived, every bit as magnetic as I had dreamed, and you are indubitably worth the wait.

The truth is, my absence is not your fault.

In the vast expanses of my mind, my thoughts fade away like a melted snowfall, and as the runoff flows away, all that remains is you.

This fall, I’m falling for you, caressing you as the leaves swirl around us in a rustic haze, cherishing you as we kiss beneath the cool moonlight.

Date a man who gets excited about you; whose burning passion for you is abundant, apparent.

You deserve to fill the void in your life; to find the missing piece of your heart, because no matter how vehemently you convince yourself otherwise, you deserve a love that stays.

I am slowly learning to treat myself with care.

I hope she knows her own courage, recognizing her strength as her long-held secrets, the memories she hoped never to share, slip through her soul.