Penny For Your Thoughts

 And so, here I sit, caught up in the "could have been" thoughts. And yet, I don't want to write another song about roses because they simply dry up. Roses are not "could have been" things because the moment they were cut in their beautiful state to be placed in the hands of a lover, it was known that they would be and that they could never be. -Emma Lancaster

 And they all lived happily ever after, but how? Did they never slow down? For it is in space and stillness that we may find the base of our true emotions. -Emma Lancaster

 Today, I made a photo album on my phone and titled it "Where you came from." I made this photo album as a reminder to myself. The things I am facing now are a product of more challenging experiences I have already overcome. There are photos and screenshotted text conversations in this photo album.  I want to cry when I look at them. The album is comprised of friends I have grown away from, boys saying they loved me when they did not, flowers that now sit dried in the bottom of my closet, and simple moments of closeness that have passed into ghosts.  These are the places that I came from.  These are the places that built me,  broke me,  and bathed me in deep emotion that finally grew into art. I remember where I came from so that I may look forward to where I am going. -Emma Lancaster

 And what if I did write a book? Who would spend their Sundays, Curled up on a couch? Who would look at my words And fold the corners Of pages that  Touch Their souls? -Emma Lancaster

 There pass many moments Where I am caring for Another person And I wish to myself Just once Would someone Please Take care of me? -Emma Lancaster

I think that I'm ready for my own damn love story! I want a love story worth writing about.  I've had some pretty terrible luck with falling in love. While it makes for hilarious icebreaker games, and it makes for comical anecdotes when in a social setting, it really does get old having to explain why I am not in love right now. I'm trying my best to be in love with myself and my goals, but I would be lying if I said I was perfectly content with not having someone around to share that love and those goals with. I think that I'm ready. It's just a matter of finding someone worth it. Maybe soon. -Emma Lancaster

I've grown used to running to myself when things get hard. I can catch myself when I fall. I can dry my own eyes and manage my emotions. I can have a midnight dance party without another person. But, it would be nice if I didn't have to catch myself, dry my own eyes, dance alone. -Emma Lancaster

What a blessing it is For the doctor of English To look all 12 in the eyes And say Write for me Your passions 5-6 pages Write to me. -Emma Lancaster

 How long will it take Until holding on Waiting Hoping Hurts more than  just  letting go? -Emma Lancaster