Penelope

i had faith in what was to come
he whispered soft promises in my ear
of love and happiness
if he loved me half as much as he said he did
would i be here
trying to wash his touch away with soap

if your pencil
still has an eraser on it
then you are not 
a writer 
 

I believe in 
Living life fearlessly and never looking back
I believe in 
Being kind to everyone especially yourself 
I believe in 
Having fun 
I believe in