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Loves
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when the party’s over
ill call you when the party's over
walking home with tears dripping
my shoes dangling from my hand-
parallel to the ground
possibly a bruise on my heart
possibly a scar over my lips -
Floating
What would it be like to float through this world,
a wisp of the wind,
a little breeze,
never staying long enough to care,
never leaving fast enough to not,
traveling but not seeing,
only blue skies, -
To The Girl Down the Street Who Used to Call
to the girl down the street
who used to call:
seeing you nowadays
feels like losing my breath.
I know it will come back -
I hope it will come back.
but in that moment
I still can’t breathe. -
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A letter for everyone on YWP: Thank You
For Everyone on YWP,
I don't normally write letters, or tell people what I'm about to write...but this is special. -
peppermint tea
Snowflakes
delicate
twists of air
concealing
the path behind us
Our footprints
scattered haphazardly
among the silent trees
strands of fractured light
ribboned and woven through
their seemingly
lifeless
