And I'm sorry for loving you so much more than you think I should.

24 Hours

And within a day
We were all different people
Stuck somewhere
In the halfway

Reckless

You are not my sunshine
You are my thunderstorm
The hurricane I am caught in
The tempest I am trapped in
The typhoon I am drowning in
The earthquake shaking everything I thought I knew
And I
I am a forest fire

We are both natural disasters

Of Red Lipstick: A slam poem by Kate King

A Living Contradiction

An oxymoron
Is what we are
Hopeless optimists,
A beautiful disaster,
Alone together,
Fighting peacefully,
Talking silently
Whispering loudly our well-known secrets, and
Loving furiously

You've Turned My Thoughts Into Constellations

My feet touch the ground
But oh darling, my head is
Up among the stars

Third Person Thoughts

And she often felt as if she were on the brink of shattering, of exploding from the inside, for she had so many thoughts but never the right words to say them. And since she could not say them the way they needed to be said, she simply did not say anything at all.

Growing Up

When I was young, I
Pretended I was a queen,
A faerie, and a
Doctor
Yesterday I pretended I was okay
Today I am pretending I am fearless
One day I won't have to pretend anymore

"I have a deep fear of being too much. That one day I will fine my someone, and they will realize that I am a hurricane. They will step back and be intimidated by my muchness." -Michelle K.

I saw this quote today and it hit home hard. I'm beginning to realize more and more that I am a whirlwind of passion and intensity and brokenness and joy and I know people will be attracted to that at first but it won't be long before they realize can't touch tornadoes without being sucked into the storm. I'm terrifying and everyone will realize that before too long.

A Reminder Haiku

You are not the things
That make you despair at night
Don't let go just yet

On New Years Resolutions

I've never made a new years resolution in my entire life, but this year I made one, and I feel like it's something important to remember.

First, some background information. I'm an incredibly quiet person. I can spend hours not talking and perfectly content. The bottom line is a don't really enjoy talking. What I do enjoy, however, are people. I'm mistaken for an extrovert sometimes because I just love people so incredibly much. I love learning about people, what makes them tick, their backstories, their passions, many of which I can pick up with just a couple of sentences (thanks intuitive nature).

How does this tie into my resolution?

Well a few months ago I realized something. I was out at the mall and I saw a girl with really cool hair. It was dyed blue. Immediately I wanted to tell her how fantastic I thought her hair was, and the words were in my mouth, but I couldn't say them. I was too scared.

This happens to me more often then I'd care to admit. Part of being an introverted people person is you have something encouraging to say 99% of the time but you can't force yourself to say it. You get this terrible twisty feeling in the pit of your stomach and you blink a few times, trying to gear yourself up for saying what other people would consider a simple sentence. But you can't and the opportunity passes.

So my new years resolution is to try and change that.

If you really think about it, you have no idea when you could die. I could get in a car crash tomorrow while I'm driving and be killed instantly. What's even scarier to me, though, is you don't know when the people you love could be gone forever.

Internally, I love and I love recklessly. I feel like I haven't been able to show that enough on the outside. I don't want to live my life having words with the power to change someone's day for the better constantly on the top of my tongue and never making their escape. I want the people I love to know how loved they are. I want the strangers I meet to know how appreciated they are. I want that girl at all mall with the blue hair to know how rad she looks.

So in 2015, I'm going to try to love radically on the outside. It's not going to be easy, but it's what we're called to do. And, at risk of sounding cliche, life's too short.