Hollyann Jagodzinski
Bio
Lover of all plants, all things dark and creepy, and every crystal in the world.
Stories (3/0)
Late Blooms
Loving someone who is too easy is a form of self harm. A person who you know is a safe option, a scapegoat from your endeavors into the world of actual romance, is going to starve your roots of their water. Their kisses are deserts and their mouths just a metaphor for white noise. They don’t want you to grow, they want you to be their umbrella because the rain stings, they want you to be their artwork. They want to say, “Look! This is beautiful! And I get to kiss it all I want.” That’s right, “it”, because you’re an object for their eyes to plunder and fall over. Who needs grace when you’re looking at a statue? Except, a statue would be cold. We, the ones who made the mistake of taking the safety blanket over the rings of fire, are anything but cold. We are complex, we are luminous, and we can’t be afraid to live with all of our hearts anymore. We will live without regret, we will say we want love when we want it and how we want it. We, the beauty the world forgot about because we were too shy, are blooming now. Keep growing, and soon you’ll find the person whose lips aren’t made of sand.
By Hollyann Jagodzinski6 years ago in Poets
Open Letter to the Boy Who Didn't Deserve Me
They say being in love with one person while you’re dating someone else is wrong. I agree with this statement, but I also have done that very thing. People were right; I couldn’t decide what I wanted. Between you and him, I obviously chose the worse partner. But this is about the conventionally better partner, you.
By Hollyann Jagodzinski6 years ago in Humans
What the Most Hurtful Relationship of My Life Taught Me
I was 18 and so he. We met at a local metal show and I was there to see someone I was currently crushing on perform. His band went first in the show and he sat at the drums like a ship’s captain facing dark skies at the helm of his vessel. I was immediately caught off guard by how beautiful this person was. There was this shine in his eyes reminding me of kindness and warmth. In November’s cold, he illuminated the hollowed out parts of me caused by months of denying any feeling at all for another human. Essentially, upon meeting him, I knew things would be different for a while.
By Hollyann Jagodzinski6 years ago in Humans
