January  2017 - remember me
Remember me like back stories to scars that survived childhood resilience. Bask in the brilliance of my detail that your mind wouldn't allow to fade. Play back the words that you'd intently watch spill from my lips knowing that you should remember to sift out the pretty truths from the beautiful embellishment. Remember how I'd relish your frustrations, and the way your anger drowned itself out because of me. You were your best for loving me but it wasn't me, your designated rider. I was as high and low as the tides and though I was your nightmare and your cathartic release, remember me as your peace.