I am.

I am mint blue

I am the the smell of lilacs

I am the leaves of fall

I am caramel white mocha's

I am my favorite song

I am the way i cry

I am the way i laugh

I am a yellow volkswagen bug

I am the moon and stars

I am my childhood favorite cat

I am a crisp fall morning

I am first kisses and heartbreak

I am the golden scottish highlands

I am the songs written upon my notepad

I am the things I've lost and the things to come

I am christmas morning

I am 1996

I am a daughter of God

I am snow flacks on pine needles

I am the wild sea

I am me. I am Hannah.

I won't list the things i am not. Because, they don't matter.

hurricane.

you and i.

a hurricane.

we thought we could dance in the storm without getting hurt.

but
that's impossible you see.

because we will never reach the eye of the storm.

we weren't meant to be.

so the wind and waves will steal us away.

one day we will get out.  

but 
not together.

you, somewhere between lies and dreams. 
me, somewhere I used to dream of.

it’s okay though.

at least we didn’t drown. 

SCREAMING

IM SCREAMING. 

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scribbles.

is this what makes us human?

to feel everything. 

but yet,
 nothing at all.

i promise.

you are worth waiting for.

you are worth every fallen tear.

you are worth saying no.

you are worth it.

i promise.

sometimes.

people shatter people.

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you shatter.

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you are left with pieces.

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sometimes you can put them back together.

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sometimes you can’t.

a ghost.

i told myself i'd soon forget. that what they say is true. 

that time heals all wounds. that this would fade. 

as if it never happened. erased from my mind.

but, tell me why do i still feel it.

why does my mind still run wild with these memories?

i guess the other day i realized.

you never really forget.

the pain will dim and the thoughts will become few and far between. 

but they will still remain. they are apart of your being now. they are you. 

it'll stay with you forever. like a ghost.

making you who you are and who you are going to be.

but you’ll learn to live with it or try to.

i hope you try,

maybe, just maybe.

someday you’ll even learn to smile at the ghosts within.