Trapped Between

Trapped between

The devil

And the deep blue sea

Hear me

Your name

Is all I can utter

Save me from the dumps

As though I am worthy

Of the touch of your hands

Of the glimmer of your eyes

Of the beauty of your smile

Of the shower of your love

Everything you can offer

The whole of October

If you may,

Stay with me

By my side

As though I am worthy

To play with destiny

-By my side,

Katie, 11:00

The wind sings my name

Though the tone is not the same

The rain hums along

An echo of our song

Begging me to come home!

(Please, come home!)

Katie, 19:00

I still regard you as the highlight of my year.

Katie, 12:00

Your Broken Angel

My wings get broken too;

I can’t fly.

But I wanna be there

To hold you when you cry;

Drink your tears;

Wipe them dry.

Until I wither away;

A disintegrating shadow.

In the labyrinth I hear the echo

Of your screams.

So I’m here

Always, your broken angel.

-Stormykatie

I was a moon and a star gazer before you came. Now that you're here, your face is all I want to see as everything else is eclipsed by the beauty of your soul.

Katie, 22:00

Someday, you will fall in love. And it's not going to be the feeling you've grown accustomed to. Those years filled with wild butterflies? Bouquet of roses? Spark in the eyes? All sweet nothings that send you to cloud nine? No, it's not going to be that. Your next love story will be a mess. A total mess. As if a tornado has passed and disarranged everything in your life. And you will begin to question all that you ever believed in.  You will begin to weigh what's worth your time and what's not. But you will be strong. This kind of love will make you strong. It will cause you to scream at the top of your lungs in the middle of the night when you have nothing left to give. It will make you doubt every promise that has ever said in the name of passion or commitment. You will uncover lies under beautiful flashes of skin and smiling faces that look like a dream. It will make you cringe against a gust of wind coming from an open window. It will make you bleed. But it won't leave you weak. It will make you strong. And you will appreciate it more than anything in this world. The moment this kind of love finds its way to your heart, you will be the bravest woman ever lived. All because you will be able to handle it.

-Not your usual love,

Katie, 18:00