Siyona.S.stay

I thought you didn’t care.

You laughed the same with everyone,

spoke easily,

walked away like nothing stayed behind.

So I told myself

I was imagining it—

the way your eyes lingered

front lawns

frogs 

crochet projects

and tears

bring mind to your

fairytale girl

she laughs like a poet would (and does)

and moves my fingers

on the ukulele strings

I've been trying to work on myself

On my mind

On my heart

On my interior

But no one sees that

You can't photograph how pure a heart is

Or how smart a mind is

How good of a person you are

It doesn’t matter how many times you fall, it’s how many times you get up that counts. Because if you fall 99 times you’ve gotten up 100 times.

sleepover giggles/and the thrill of late night games/when your friend doesn't want to watch your horror movie/and you end up watching Disney/is when you know that your friends/remind you of the frogs you caught with your/cousins at the creek/faile