Hi.. I'm Emily! Enough said.
Just your daily reminders:
- Racists are a problem
- White people are not
- Homophobes are a problem
- Straight people are not
- Transphobes are a problem
- Cis people are not
- Sexists are a problem
- Men are not
And most importantly,
- Hating an innocent person solely because of their race, sexuality, or gender makes you a fucking asshole
I whisper to you in the dark,
and I pretend to hear you telling me that you’ll come to bed soon.
I try to drift to sleep, but I keep waking up reaching for you.
I whisper to you again,
but there’s just silence in the darkness.
So I lay on your side holding your pillow,
wondering if my choice was right.
These lonely nights make me question my judgment.
So now I’m whispering to myself,
it’s just one more night alone,
and it’s one less night till I’m alright.
Can you taste the fury of the ones you wronged?
Are you blind to hearts you break?
As you tear yourself apart.
Is losing your self control for a night worth
a son never knowing a father.
You say you’re doing better,
but you keep repeating the mistakes followed by new apologies.
There’s a taste of heaven and hell that make up life.
It’s like a test to determine where we belong.
I’m not sure whether I’m passing or failing.
Cause I can’t help from tasting dirt from my clumsy attempts to fly.
There’s a blessing in falling apart,
and there’s pain standing back up.
Lately there’s an ache with every beat,
and every day seems to drag by like a blurry dream.
It’s getting hard to come clean,
cause I’m not sure what I’ve done.
I just want to fly,
but I keep tasting dirt.
I keep feeling like I’m failing a test on living.
It’s hard to imagine that you’re leaving,
and it kills me that this could be the last time you could hold me.
We promise to keep in touch,
but will you remember me?
Cause there’s only so much texts can do.
As time passes longer than the miles between.
I seem to be forgetting your face,
but I remember the love we had at the mention of your name.
I’m scared the smiles, our laughter, and the joy we experienced will fade from our memories.
Cause I never want to forget.
I never want to forget you,
but it’s getting hard as we move on,
like we never imagined we could.