macy darcie
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Stories (15/0)
her
You were always the one who stayed up all hours of the night with me, eating crappy waffles and singing to the moon in the protection of that little green car. You fought consistently by my side when I dug myself into the inevitable problems I created. You put a drink in my hand when I didn’t feel like having fun and made sure I was safe when I was naked at the bottom of a tub after drinking too much. You made me laugh when my broken heart felt heavy, held my hand when I cried (though rare). The one who is always first to answer the phone on the first ring. You were the one who taught me how to love with kindness and grace, but to always remember my worth. You were the one who helped me get ready for dates, looking into my eyes, and telling me no matter what happened you were going to be right there. You probably knew I was going to fall in love easily, as I do with everything and everybody, but you were there always. You held together probably 100 broken hearts. It was you who showed me my worth time and time again. Encouraging me when I was down, celebrating with me when I was up, supporting me on the days I didn’t believe in myself.
By macy darcie2 years ago in Humans
Our Highway Town
This is how everything started. This is when I realized how much I needed to leave. On the big yellow bus labeled “14”, driving all of these lonely kids down these lonely streets. I realized too quickly, the roaring silence of this town, it was the loudest silence I had ever heard. All of the older, broken kids called this place worthless, a highway town. “Highway Town.” Two words that left me staring into the empty abyss that were my thoughts.
By macy darcie3 years ago in Humans
long-distance marriage
I’ll love you forever and I’ll like you for always. I know I’m not the first person to kiss your lips or make your heart skip a beat. I know I can only retrace lines that have already been drawn unto your skin and inhale your scent that has already been inhaled by a few before me. So no, I may not be your first, but I can’t express how lucky I am to be all of your lasts.
By macy darcie4 years ago in Humans
Welcome to your new home
Welcome! I’m so happy you picked this house. I don’t know who you are or where you’re from, but I’m glad you found a home. I know you don’t know me, and for all you know I’m just a person behind a keyboard. Well, I grew up in this house. I wanted to share some stories about the house. You have no idea what the walls would say if they could talk, but I do. I lived it.
By macy darcie4 years ago in Families
Only you know
I hope you read this and know I’m talking to you. With every word streaming from my mind comes out a memory of you. Your big heart, your soft hands. Your smile flashing back against my energetic energy. Making you feel young again. Maybe it was my rebellion that started your attraction for me. Maybe it was my way of showing maturity in little things I did. It could be anything, but only you know.
By macy darcie4 years ago in Humans
Finally
"You're too young to know what love means, you don't know what it's like to be in love." That's all I was told when I met you at 10 years old. Maybe it was true, maybe I didn't know what love was, maybe I had never been in love before. I know now, ten years later, that it is you, it has always been you. People have flown in and out of my life like the tide against the shores and I have never felt this way about anyone else. Although I was 10 years old, I fell in love with all of you and I have fallen more and more every day since then. 3,652 days have gone past since I fell into your ocean eyes and you are still worth waiting another 3,000 days for.
By macy darcie5 years ago in Humans
To Whoever Loves Him Next
I need you to understand going into this how truly lucky you are. Lucky to have a man who makes you laugh, cry, and makes you look forward to doing life everyday. You will cry until you laugh and laugh until you cry. You will not hear from him after 9 PM because he works very hard and has to get at least eight hours of sleep to function. You will pour 100 percent of love into him and get 100 percent of it back. He is going to be your very best friend. So please, please love him with all you have. It’s worth everything.
By macy darcie5 years ago in Humans
1/1/18
The last night of the year felt like the beginning of forever. Last night was a night that I needed, surrounding myself with amazing people, Laughter from every inch of the house. I was with my best friend, when I looked over, and saw the man I wanted to hold onto. I couldn’t have asked for a better crowd to end the year with. This is going to be my year. I don’t want to hold back from what I want.
By macy darcie5 years ago in Humans
Mr. Almost
When I was little I thought love was about red roses and expensive dinners, but it’s not that at all. You taught me that love is sacrifice and compromise. It’s choosing each other everyday. It’s waking up at 4AM to you snoring and shoving my elbow into your side so I could finally get some sleep. It’s talking in stupid accents just for fun, and trying to embarrass each other in public. It’s going on early morning adventures when I’m definitely not a morning person. It’s stupid fights and memorable make ups. Love isn't always pretty and romantic. Love is just choosing to stumble through life with each other.
By macy darcie5 years ago in Humans
You Promised
You promised, "Till death do us part..." but I promised I would love you this life to another. Even if the next life wouldn't bless me with you, I'll wait. Still loving you till my next one, and the next. Even after that, I'll be loving you until death finally gives up on us.
By macy darcie5 years ago in Poets