I love all the curves in this picture ~ the curves of the pebbles against the curves of the my pumps. The loops of the laces, the silver rings of the eyelets. The arch of red against the white of rubber. The arch of my denim turn up. Everything smoothed out, no hard edges. XO
Instead of my name XO Every text you didn’t answer Every note held to the fridge by novelty magnets Even the angry ones Kiss Hug Almost as second nature Almost a tic XO
Your words A fist sized echo Knocking me down Broken syllables and shattered dreams Suck the lies out of me. This emptiness fits perfect where the love used to go.
I like to take photos. Candid pictures, stolen moments. Emotions through a lens. XO