Empty reservations
You either get all of me or none of me.
There's no in between when it comes to dealing with me anymore.
You either get a lot of my time or very little of it.
It's nothing personal.
Just learning to respect myself more.
I don't have time to save spaces for anyone that doesn't want to be apart of my world.
I can either use that extra space for myself or someone else that would love to enjoy my company.
Someone that would appreciate my kind gestures.
Someone that would see and appreciate my efforts.
I'm all out of holding on to empty reservations. -J.S.
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Bare Soul
PoetryMy Bare Soul can be found at the pit of the glistening waterfalls where my words reside. My loud vulnerability. My truth that I do not hide. My voice although unheard, my words make it come alive. Although it trembles, my hand or pen in it never sha...
