Sometimes Is Enough

“Being with you. In your arms.
Those are the moments I crave.”

Sometimes, when I least expect it, you pop up in my mind. Like someone changed the channel on the radio. Sometimes, my dreams drift to you, like you’re a magnet and our story is long from over. Sometimes, I revel in those dreams, allowing myself to be in those moments with you. Being free and open. Being with you. In your arms. Those are the moments I crave, even though you’re far from here. Sometimes, I wish those dreams were a reality.

But then again, sometimes, I know dreams are only meant to stay that way.

© Sarah Doughty

And sometimes,
it breaks my heart all over again.

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With Wonder

“And I wonder.
I wonder if you feel
my heart calling for yours.”

I look up into the night sky, feeling the humidity in the air, sticking to my skin like molasses, and I wonder if you’re seeing the same stars. I wonder if you’re feeling the thickness in your lungs, just as I am. And I wonder where your thoughts go in moments like this. In the silence. In the night. In the moments when it’s just you and the sleeping world around you. I wonder, in these moments, if you think of me as I think of you. With wonder. With a smile. With the memories, even the bad ones, that were worth experiencing. And I wonder. I wonder if you feel my heart calling for yours.

© Sarah Doughty

I wonder if you feel
my heart calling for yours.

Just Released! Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

It is my pleasure to announce that the
Sudden Denouement Anthology
has officially released!

I am humbled to have been a part
of this incredible collection of talented writers.
My donation of three pieces
(one of which has never before been shared)
awaits your hungry eyes.

The Sudden Denoument Literary Collective is thrilled to announce the release of Anthology Volume I: Writings for the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective! This long-awaited anthology is a thoughtfully curated compendium of the best writing published online by the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective from its launch in August of 2016 through April 2018. It includes 138 pieces of cutting-edge poetry, prose and short fiction written by 29 diverse writers from England, Romania, Japan, India, Finland, the United States and Canada. Thirty-one of the 138 pieces were written exclusively for the Anthology. This volume captures the astonishing raw power of these individual and united poetic voices.

Now available on Amazon.com
and Amazon.com.uk.

What I Loved

“I still feel light, even in the darkest of nights.
That’s how I know I still love myself.”

You see, you made me see so much more than I ever thought I would. You showed me what love could feel like. You showed me what it meant to be loved. You showed me that the world has so much more light than darkness. But just as soon as you appeared, you were gone.

And I’m left wondering what is left. What I loved. Was it you? Or did I fall for myself too? I didn’t know if I had anything left to give. Anything left to hold on to. What I’ve lost, I thought it was more than I could bear. But, I knew I would learn to carry that weight. Just as I’ve always done. Because I still feel the light, even in the darkest of nights. That’s how I know I still love who I am. And that’s all that matters.

© Sarah Doughty

This is how to love yourself.
You are more than the love
someone else can give you.

What I’ve Lost

“The day you left, the sun refused to rise,
and I think that was when I lost myself, too.”

I’ll admit. I missed you more than I thought I would. You came out of nowhere and caught me off guard. And before I realized what was happening, my heart already belonged to you. The day you left was the day the sun refused to rise, and I think when I felt that emptiness in my chest — that feeling that I’d had my heart ripped from me — I think that was when I lost myself, too. But, I will relearn who and what I am. Because I know my worth. And even though you aren’t here with me, I have you to thank for that.

© Sarah Doughty

I know I’m more
than what I was with you.

The Matter Of Love

“I love love.
And I love being in love.
With you.”

If clichés are wrong,
but ring true to us,
how is it a cliché?
I love the moon.
I love love.
I love being in love.
With you.
As a mother.
I love my animals
and wish I could
rescue all of the ones
still in horrible situations.
These things matter to me.
And if that’s cliché,
then I’m a cliché.
And I’m proud of it.

© Sarah Doughty

But tell me this,
why do we need labels anyway?

Left In The Dark

“So, I guess what I’m trying to say
is that my world revolved around you.
And you left me in the dark.”

You were my moon. The light in my darkness. The thing that made my nights more bearable. But then you left, as if you were never there at all. Now, I’m left with an oblivion of perpetual night. And when the sun does finally rise in the morning, I won’t feel the warmth or register its luminance. Because all that time I spent in the night left me blind and unable to feel anything but you. So, I guess what I’m trying to say is that my world revolved around you. And you left me in the dark. To say that I miss you and your light is an understatement.

© Sarah Doughty

You were my moon,
but then you stopped shining.

Existence

“But I knew,
I would never be good enough
to deserve your love.”

You existed only
in my broken dreams.
The realm where
all my aspirations
went to die.
You were the one.
You always were.
I loved you with
everything I was,
and all that I am.
But I knew,
I would never
be good enough
to deserve your love.

© Sarah Doughty

I would ruin you.
And I couldn’t carry that weight
on my shoulders.

Behind The Mask

“I wanted to know the real you.
The one behind the mask.
And I couldn’t help myself.”

You were a mystery to me. A puzzle I couldn’t help but want to solve. And it called to me. Beckoned like a lost lover. I needed to know more. I needed to know the darkness that hid behind your eyes. The strength you carried in your shoulders, as if you knew how to carry the weight of the world with ease. I wanted to know the real you. The one behind the mask. The one that wanted to keep secrets. And I couldn’t help myself. Through the smoke and mirrors, I needed to know you.

© Sarah Doughty

Why is it that the riddles
are what pulls me in the most?

Our Chances

“I knew our chances.
And yet I still wanted you.
I still needed you.”

I knew our chances. I knew the stakes. How the odds were always working against us. How distance was more than just a physical obstacle. I knew that loving you would lead to a broken heart. But my walls crumbled down and I fell for you anyway. And I knew. I knew that you and I becoming us was nothing more than a dream — a want. A desire. I knew. And yet I still wanted you. I still needed you. To me, nothing else mattered.

© Sarah Doughty

I played the lottery
and I won the jackpot.