(via etiquetteforalady)
I’ve tried finding you,
but beneath the bed sheets of our past
I am lost in mornings I did not wake up
beside you.
On those mornings,
I didn’t know what to do with my body.
It just hung there on clotheslines
drying my eyes.
So, I left it there.
I have learned how to be still,
waiting patiently…
This is BEAUTIFUL, natalie! you have such talent.
