home is whenever I'm with you

love is laying out your heart, trusting your feelings
love is endless nights, starry skies
love is feeling something you never knew you could feel, love is not always kind.
love is hand holding, slow dancing, hug squeezing.
love is standing alone when you're being made fun of for loving
love is what you want it to be,
love can be "YOUNG" & "OLD" don't matter the age.

you see an old couple holding hands, and starring in each other's eyes. Your thoughts
"OMG SOOOO CAAUUUTEE"

You see an young couple in the halls holding hands, and starring in each other's eyes. Your thoughts,
"EW THA'TS NOT EVEN LOVE, THEY WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT LOVE WAS IF IT HIT THEM IN THE FACE."

why can't they love.
can you explain love?
love means different things to people.

Love can surprise us all.
Love sees what it wants to...

You can't make your heart feel something it won't.

Love is midnight kisses, Hersey chocolates
love is comfort
love is love music because it makes you want to love
love is countless memories with that certain someone
love is thinking about them ALL the time!

So forget about the age,
to those who are young and in love, love will do what is right. Just enjoy the ride. You will hit your olden days, and you will be looked up to. Forget about what people say behind your backs. You know what you feel. Keep moving forward.

love is ENDLESS.
I don't know about you, but I want love like this...

Best feelings in the world...

-sleeping in late
-having no homework
-hugs that last for more than a minute
-getting smiled at from someone special
-laughing until you cry/ your stomach hurts
-getting an A on a test you didn't revise for
-packing for a holiday
-being called beautiful
-finally eating the food you were craving
-waking up and realizing you have hours left to sleep
-finding out the name of the song that was stuck in your head all day
-perfectly peeling off a sticker
-realizing it's Friday 
-falling asleep to the rain
-making new friends
-proving a smart person wrong 
-winning an argument 
-cuddling 
-finding money
-kissing someone after ice cream
-freshly painted nails
-seeing any little animal 

Vital signs

           
Who am I you ask?
IM HUMAN
I'm not perfect, I was made imperfect
I breathe, hurt, cry, fear, laugh, smile. Is that not enough?
I'M HUMAN!
I've got a heart, it pumps blood through me, I have emotions, a personality that makes me.
My heart breaks when I fall in love too hard
IM HERE!!!!!!
I'm human....
I'm happy, but I'm not perfect with always being that way. I have to take this pill to  balance my brain to have a smile on my face.
I dream
Nightmares scare me
Sometimes life can be a nightmare
But yet again that's life
I'm human
That's who I am.

month of love...

"Love is a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes that ranges from interpersonal affection"


-find who I really am
- Try something new
- Write to much but never enough
-fall in love with my writing

BE ME

xoxo

Scrapped knees & animated bandaids

Endless creativity....
what I would do to get that back,

Boxes of crayons were given to me before I hit a "certain age" where I was "too old" to use crayons.

now...
I go to a place that eats the creativity out of my soul,

I'm given a pencil to draw out my colorful mind.
"good luck" they said

But they didn't know
I hid crayons in a cigarette box, because smoking is cooler than creativity,
ashamed of what that box held I never took it out.

sorry....
I had to fit in...

coloring inside the lines because I am afraid of coloring outside and making a misstake mistake,
DAMNIT

I'm different
no
I'm not....

crayons,
find your way back to my mind
create a canvas
draw me a picture
and let me
EXPLODE WITH COLORS!


box of crayons,

simple

but yet so meaningful.

help me express ME...

ELOUISE HUGHES

Sprouting off

My mind is crazy, lost, dysfunctional and confused. I think to much, but I don't say enough. Caught in my head, needing to step outside the thoughts I live in. 

I find myself with earbuds in with no music playing. That's because I find silence to be lovely.

If you make friends with yourself, you will never be alone. But why do I feel I hide shadows, wanting to be heard, to quiet to be understood. You say you're afraid of being alone. I'm pretty damn good at it! 

You cry with meaning, I cry because I don't know what's happening. 

Writing this Intro took me the longest time to gather my thoughts and feelings and put them into words.

My left side of my brain fights with the right side about thoughts I've been fighting my whole life. 

Help me find the beauty in my heart, help me find the feelings I feel.