
21yo. Jersey-raised
& Poland-born;
tiny being with love in her heart
as infinite as the skies.
Me thinking of you, thinking of me, thinking of you type love, Or me telling my friends more than I’ve ever admitted to myself about you type love, Or hating how jealous you are but loving how much you want me all to yourself type love, Or seeing how your first name just sounds so good next to my last name, And shit, I wanted to see how far I could get without calling you and I barely made it out of my garage.”
- Shihan
A girl stands at her dying mother’s bedside & asks, “What is the purpose of life? Why do I get to live & have you only as a memory?” Her mother grabs her hand & squeezes it tightly. She whispers,
“Every heart has a different reason for why it beats, & that very reason is unknown until the moment one realizes an end is near. The purpose of mine was to guide you, to watch you grow, to teach you how to raise your own daughter one day. I won’t be able to hold your hand anymore, my sweet angel. Just know I will be picking you up with my wings from above, if you shall fall on your knees. & remember, you will find your purpose one day. Until then, live each day like it is your last & never forget who you are in the process; promise me this.”