Hey V! I Noticed You Hadn't Been Commenting On Starbound For The Past Few Chapters As You Had Before,

Hey V! I noticed you hadn't been commenting on Starbound for the past few chapters as you had before, and it looks like you haven't been on Tumblr for a while. Hope everything's alright! I'm not a professional or anything, but if you want to talk about anything, my ask box and messages are always open! Hope to see you soon :)

Thank you so much for checking in! You’re really sweet. I’ve been in a pretty good place mentally, I just needed a break from tumblr and my phone.I was off of tumblr for a while, and I think I realized I was just spending too much time on here, so I’m still not fully back. One thing I really miss is all the amazing writing and art, but I don’t know if I’ll be checking the things I’m tagged in. I love your writing though, and so I’ll try to catch up on everything I’ve missed. All the hugs 💛

I love the new bracelet, but I’m worried that the older ones from camp 2017 and 2018 are starting to break. Weirdly enough, the green string from Session Two 2018 is still perfectly intact.

I probably shouldn’t put this much importance into symbols of friendship and love and home and comfort. The bracelets and crosses with dark green string and redwood wood cookies and rocks and leaves and flower crowns and individual daisies and meal table signs and papers from soul foods and my plastic candles and the hoodies and photos and notebooks full or memories and poetry and one week’s schedule...

I don’t know

//Sunday, September 9, 2018. 1:07 PM

Looking for feedback/ constructive criticism

Feeling

She makes me feel

Like a room full of sunlight,

Warm tea mixed with honey.

She makes me feel

Like there is a hammer in my chest

Slamming against my ribs

And shattering them

In an attempt to reach her.

She makes me feel

Like flowers are blooming inside of me

Like hope is cradled in my hands.

She makes me feel

Like I am looking through

A fogged up window pane,

Hazy glass difficult to see through.

I can no longer discern my reflection.

I am afraid I’m losing sight of who I am.

(She makes me feel

Like the embodiment of heartbreak

Like I will never stop closing in on myself

Like I will never stop fading.)

She makes me feel

Like I am worthy of love,

Like I am capable of being loved.

Like I can finally learn

What I have been trying to teach myself

For far too long.

She makes me feel

Like I am made of fault lines.

Like there are earthquakes inside

That threaten to rip me apart.

Because even thinking of her

Makes my hands shake

And I don’t know if it’s because of

Anxiety or anticipation.

She makes me feel

Like a campfire burning,

Like art,

Like poetry,

Like s’mores and shooting stars.

If anyone wants to give me any feedback or constructive criticism on this poem I would greatly appreciate it! I hope anyone who reads this has a wonderful day tomorrow! 💛