Daddy's little girl

You used to sing me to sleep so I'd always have sweeter dreams,
You used to kiss my forehead and silence my nightmared screams,
You used to pick me up so I could dance on your toes,
You used to teach me how to tie the laces of my running shoes...

You and mom took us on our first trip abroad, and even though I’m a big girl now, you still hold my hand when we cross the road,
You used to tell me to only be myself,
You taught me how being me always helped.

You encouraged me to follow my heart and finish everything that I attempt to start,
You never criticized what I write, never once did you allow me to think I’m not smart.

And now I’m just about all grown up, a real woman, you see,
But you never fail to see that little masterpiece you created in that young girl that used to be me.

Instead of singing me to sleep at night, now, you offer me reality, in which I strive to be the best, the drive you have instilled in me.

I will always be my daddy's girl, from beginning to end,
Because that little girl inside of me knows my Daddy can always mend
Broken windows and broken doors and even my broken heart.

I’m my Daddy's little girl, my Daddy's work of art.

Grace

it's like watching the rain from my bedroom window, loving you.

it's a natural instinct to be near you, to want and need and love you. I love the way your hair smells and the way your lips feel, i love the way you eyes light up and how your laugh sounds, i love the way your heart beats and your face radiates beauty.

i love the way you speak to me, in soft whispers when there's a crowd.

i love the way you know how and where to touch to make me close my eyes and wish. I love the way you think of me and tell me those thoughts however happy or sad they may be.

i love the way you love melodies and beats and how my heart beats to your melody.

i love your love, the way we love, the love we love that allows us each others love. I love how you love, how we love, how you love me.

it's like watching the sun come out in the morning, the happiness it brings to the face of the sky, like a smile on your face after a storm of tears.

i love you with all of me, with each centered soul inside of me, with every breath and every heart beat and every blink my green eyes.

i love you with all that I am, all that i'll be, all that I know and all that I see. I love you for you. Who you are is love. Who i am is what you love in me.

i love you. I love you. I Love You. I LOVE YOU.

i luv u xoxo

here comes the man

in the blink of an eye she became addicted to him. she was dependent on his oxygen generosity. her breathing was under his instruction.

he broke the barriers of the walls in her mind. He caught her when she was about to fall off the edge. She was losing control, he gave her the scent of her new addiction.

in her faith for love she stayed sane and cooperated only in the spontaneity that her love allowed her.

he brainwashed her with lust and sex and chemistry. He sold her silence. she paid in volumes of dry tears.

his voice was like loud melodies of women with aching hearts of sorrow. she was the epitome of that picture. she felt divine. their love was deadly.

they fed each others souls, they helped each other live. he and her, she and him. and then... he went away.

but she couldn't turn back.