Sweet Is Not the Word

I could be sweet. I have been sweet before. But that is not really my color and you already know it.

May feels like a month for taking up more space. New light, new mood, new set of pictures, same girl underneath who knows what she wants. I am not going to pretend otherwise just to make anyone comfortable.

If you are still here at the start of a new month, you are paying attention for a reason. I see the hearts. I see who keeps coming back. That part means more than people think.

Stay close this May. I might give you exactly what you have been craving. Or I might just keep you guessing. That part is up to me.