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October 11, 2013

Whenever I see you reality punches meright in the heart,and I am taken backto all the memoriesthat...

Whenever I see you 
reality punches me
right in the heart,
and I am taken back
to all the memories
that are cherished
so fondly by me,
and that are
neglected
so carefully
by you.

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Published on October 11, 2013 16:04

Typewriter series: #4




Typewriter series: #4


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October 10, 2013

"She said to me once,
“Remember that this
is what you asked for —
a love that would
leave you..."

She said to me once,

“Remember that this

is what you asked for —

a love that would

leave you starving;

a hungry mouth.”



It happens in the silence

after we both finish;

still catching our breath.

Faint at first

but before long,

the scent is burning

in my nostrils —

she has been

with someone else.



She is no longer the person

I fell in love with

so many years ago.

Her bones are starting to

wear down, and her skin

is the only part of her

that seems to understand

just how capable love is

when it comes to

destroying everything

that falls in its path.



In the shower that night,

the truth shocks me and I awake

in a jet stream of scalding hot water.

The news of her new lover

leaves my skin raw and stinging.

Don’t scream. Don’t shout.

Stop jumping to conclusions,

I tell myself.



But when it comes,

I bite back the sob

clawing its way out of my throat.

I swallow the evidence,

let it churn in my stomach.

Wash the smell out of my hair,

and send suspicion down the drain.



Listening to the rise and fall

of her breath in bed, I imagine her across town

with another girl. She is Christmas in July.

She is a gift that my love never gets tired of unwrapping.

I picture her peeling the skin of this girl’s clothes away —

her naked flesh is her favorite kind of fruit.



- Never love on an empty stomach," Written by Colleen & Anita
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Published on October 10, 2013 19:52

When I am without you,that means that I amwithout everythingthat has evermattered.

When I am without you,
that means that I am
without everything
that has ever
mattered.

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Published on October 10, 2013 19:45

"On letting go"
They were right when they saidthat if your love is trueyou can let go of the onethat...

"On letting go"


They were right when they said
that if your love is true
you can let go of the one
that promised to love, always.
But now is not the time
to tell yourself that you 
could have done better.
Now is the time
when you need to
tell yourself 
that even if your love
is miles away,
they can still somehow
feel your touch
pulsating against their skin.


You can’t let go
of someone
who was already
gone, but you can 
follow their footsteps
and see where their path
is going to lead you.
But this isn’t your story,
and your feet aren’t always
going to properly fit
the person you care
about the most footsteps.
So when you reach 
a dead end that feels
like it was meant
to slow you down,
start a trail of your own,
and see just how far
you can walk
without feeling like
you are missing something
if you don’t look back.

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Published on October 10, 2013 17:26

1.  I love youso muchthat it isdamaging me.

                  2.  The pain that you               ...

1.  I love you
so much
that it is
damaging me.



                  2.  The pain that you
                  have caused for me
                  is tolerable because
                  of your apologies.



                                              3.  I just wish that
                                                   someone would have
                                                   told me that
                                                   just because someone
                                                   loves you 
                                                   does not mean
                                                   that they won’t
                                                   hurt you.

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Published on October 10, 2013 17:11

Love is knowingthat at any momentyou are able towalk awayand never look back,but feeling thatyou...

Love is knowing
that at any moment
you are able to
walk away
and never look back,
but feeling that
you would rather
have both legs broken
than to ever
stand up again
without the one 
that you call
your other half
beside you.

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Published on October 10, 2013 15:54

you look 100% better when i can’t see you






you look 100% better when i can’t see you


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Published on October 10, 2013 15:31

10/10/13
When I was 16 years olda strange girl lead me to her homeafter school. When we arrived,she...

10/10/13


When I was 16 years old
a strange girl lead me to her home
after school. When we arrived,
she grabbed my hands
and took me into her room,
pushed me on the bed,
and told me to close my eyes.
With my eyes being closed,
and my blood rushing to places
that I had never even knew
could feel the sort of warmth
that never leaves your body
after feeling it for the first time,
she pressed herself
against my body, and told me
to never forget
about the way that she
was going to love me.
And I never did,
and I never will.

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Published on October 10, 2013 15:22

And when I heard herfor the first time, I knew thatwithin every momentof my entire life,...

And when I heard her
for the first time, I knew that
within every moment
of my entire life, nothing
would ever sound as sweet
as the noise that her voice
made while it was
making way
into my mind.

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Published on October 10, 2013 15:01

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