I accidentally loved her



And so, time passed, and our paths crossed again, that bridge between us, although not the same distance as once was. We smiled through an ackward silence. No longer a woman shy or lost before me; she stood extraordinary and confident. Our past selves evaporated, yet this impression will remain.  

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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