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Dear Writing
Dear Writing,
I've missed you.
I thought you wouldn't take me back.
Or at least, I wouldn't know what to say.
It seemed as if I had used you,
And every part of myself while I was at it. -
You Dig Holes
I dig holes.
So that I can sit at the bottom,
So that you can sit on the bottom,
And so that we can sit on the bottom,
Together.
Over and over again,
I dig holes.
And I imagine how we get into the hole. -
Our cups are ready to be full
The crayons melt,
And there is no controlling where they spread.
The colors you thought would fill the spaces
Are muddled together.
New colors are created. Some are ugly. Some are beautiful. -
Counting On Us
One small disagreement, a misunderstanding,
And suddenly you're overthinking your relationship.
Two people who together are so perfect, so comfortable together, -
Small glimpse into the imagination of someone imagining texts
When you see a girl crying over her iPhone,
Teenage boys huddled around their devices,
Young adults seemingly talking to themselves as they walk down the street, -
What Do You Trust about Trust?
There’s another romance movie on Netflix
It’s a cliche "chic flic."
Where the boy says to the girl
Do you trust me? And the girls whole world
Stops.
Because he is her everything.