forlorn follies

How easy it would be to succumb to seclusion.
How simple to dwell in darkness.
What luck it would be to lay forever in loneliness.
Solitude infinity.
Lost in abyss.

Where do you go when alienation overwhelms?
Which road do you choose when isolation is imminent?

I rose to the occasion.
To be trampled on thorns.

Extended my olive branch.
To be pitted by disinterest.

I was weak.
At least I thought I was.
I tried so hard to open the door.
Open the door to my Soul.
To let you in.
You.
It is not access I grant freely.
You.
I gave you free reign.
But you refused.
You resigned.
You judged.
You never gave me a chance.

She misses you.
But I can't say.
How I miss you.
Every. Single. Day.

Wore my heart on my sleeve.
Took a chance.
Took a risk.
But that isn't enough.
It's never enough.

I am never enough.

"I am not a pretty girl.
That is not what I do."

Apparently.

When will it end?
Not too soon.

Not

Too

Soon.

Press on.

5 Reasons Why...

...I love the first snowfall:

1. Snowflakes on my eyelashes during a wintry run.
2. Sipping homemade hot cocoa with Bailey's after #1.
3. Baking vegan cookies making my apartment smell of yummy deliciousness.
4. Snuggling next to my wood-burning fireplace, drinking #2 and eating #3.
5. Watching scary movies involving snowstorms next to #4.

Press on.