Tag: #love

Letters To Him #5

~ Ms. Steele ~ Leave a comment

All of the little details and emotions that flood my mind convince me you are a demon most nights, but not tonight. Tonight I realized you aren’t a demon. I realized it is all due to the fact that you were truly my hero. I worshipped you.

I adored you and looked up to you like you were the greatest thing to have ever graced the ground I walked on. I wanted everything and anything good to make its way into your life and paint you in shades of happiness.

But you had other plans, as you reached right into the parts of me that lay void and filled them with warmth right before ripping it all right from my chest. You wrapped me in a facade of energy that felt safe and loving and infinite. I desperately fell for it all, tripping into an inevitable fall that would invariably wound me. Cutting into me deeper each time with evil precision, I couldn’t take it.

I had to go, I had to leave, it was torture.

Fatal Decision

~ Ms. Steele ~ Leave a comment 
I'm still trying to decipher
Why it is you equated
Victory with being 
The last one standing
As if it wasn't possible to
Win this battle
With me by your side
You took one last swing 
With a blade carved of reprisal
To blindly stab the only person
At the time who was ready to revel
In your triumph

Irreplaceable

~ Ms. Steele ~ Leave a comment

When you let someone else control the entirety of your identity, you are letting them control much more than just your physical being. Everything they do, becomes what you react to, physically and mentally. Attaching yourself to another person in this way opens you to losing the whole of the identity you sought after with them, when they decide to part with you.

You are replaceable… with the foundation, however, being completely superficial. What type of clothes you wear, the people you hang with, even down to the name to which others call you, can be changed and/or replaced. But when you begin to individualize yourself, your actions and emotions become singular, they become yours. The impressions you leave will forever be imprinted as yours and only yours.

Be you, unapologetically. You are growing and maturing and you will reach many points in your life where you will find you are forced to identify with a concept or person. Make sure it is something you truly identify with, or at least something you resonate with. But by all means, avoid doing or saying certain things simply because you feel as though it is what someone else would do or want you to do.

Be you, be you, be you.

Because at the end of the day, nobody can take that away.