this is what love tastes like
a knot in my throat that i try to coax out
with honey but
that kind of sweetness can’t touch my tongue.
unless it’s dripping off your teeth.
i try to unravel the fibers of my pillow
to hold your scent.
to unstring the past and reknit your absence into presence.
sometimes love tastes like a headache
between my eyes but i know it’s really the sand
and they’re lapping against my stormy heart.
i’m sorry i can’t tell you the right way.
i wish i could carve out the weights from my tongue
when you’re gone and maybe for one night
tie you down to this longing i have for you.
sometimes love only tastes like a sentence.
i miss you.
#look at this princess
Although, I’m just starting out on this journey everyone tells me that I have an opportunity to impact the world with my story, to change people’s lives. As you go down this path there are some days you just know that magic will occur, you can feel it. You know something special will happen.
The Power of Our Presence: Black Women in Hollywood 2014 (ღ)
(Source: caseykelpthesnorks, via kurenai24)
"When you love something, you don’t threaten it. You don’t punish it. You fight for it. You take care of it. You put it first."
#things to remember
"I often wonder
if I ever cross your mind
around the same time
you’re crossing mine
and if we just keep
missing each other
on the way out."