Apr. 4th, 2017


Apr. 4th, 2017 05:24 pm
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I am a shrine maiden,
Tending the hearth of the temple,
Building a conflagration worthy
of Legend.

I am a shield maiden,
Leading warriors in battle,
Fighting for home and family
And Glory.

I am a maiden no longer,
Withered and hollow,
Wizened but without the wisdom
Of years.

Too long, I let
The labels define me,
Seeking honor, glory, legend
Instead of myself.


Apr. 4th, 2017 06:06 pm
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I learned that I am strong and wise within, but also that I don't want to have to be strong all the time.

I learned that I miss *you*, I miss talking to you, I miss sending you silly memes and saying whatever ridiculous thing comes into my head, knowing you will immediately catch on to 98% of it. I miss all of you--- from your smirk, to the way you talk about music and poetry and the things that are important to you. I miss your ability to make light of almost any topic and cheer me up when I am sad and hurting. I miss being the one who will sit with you on the internet until all hours, crying for you because someone else broke your heart.

I love you. And I am in love with you. And I have been for months, even if you will never return the feeling.

And if you won't, then I need to find a way to do what I don't want to do--- be strong again--- and get over you. Because otherwise, I will never heal enough to find someone who *will* love me the way I deserve.

And the sad part is, right now, if you said to me that you loved me, I would do whatever you wanted, just to see you smile. And a loyalty like that, a love like that, deserves so much more than being strong and wise and alone. It deserves full reciprocation.

At Sunset

Apr. 4th, 2017 08:52 pm
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I watch an ever purpling sky,
And orange and pink and crimson hues
Reflect on the rippling water.

Trees surround me,
With their gentle whispers,
Calling me to worship.

I stand in their awesome presence
Hearing birds, and the occasional highway sound
Watching the sun die for the day.

It is enough to know
That I am part of this cycle.
So I meld into the growing mists like a spirit of the air.


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