Poetry

The toy falls 

faster 

faster 

closer to the ground 

its paws reaching out

it lands on the grass with a light thud

it hides there

waiting

quietly.

Moments slip away

faster than I'd like them to.

Moments I could hold onto forever

moments I would hold onto forever

if I were given the chance.

Although memories are forever,

Here, for the first time in years

With family I haven’t known

But still, family.

And I like it here.

The first vacation

I’ve actually enjoyed

So far away from my own home

Which usually I hate

Time slips away from us

My guard slips down 

Her hands slips in my hair 

And somehow I slip further out of love 

I dream of her touch 

I have the chance to do anything

not quite everything

but many things

and I don't know what I want to do.

I could be a writer

or start my own company

or be an Einstein-level mathematician

The whole world whispers when you meet my gaze,

My eyes flutter closed as your lips meet mine,

And though it's forbidden, my heart still betrays. 

I know I should leave, but I always stay,

I hate stereotypes

and the heavy, constant smell of perfume as I walk by my classmates wearing too much lip gloss

but I like dressing myself up

and I do care about my appearance

A simple wish, really

nothing much

nowhere far

no crazy place

a simple, domestic idea, I guess.

A small boat, really

nothing much

nowhere far

not for too long

a single day, I guess.

Silent

blank

empty

no new messages

no bolded titles waiting to be opened

waiting to be read

nothing to see

nothing to do

bored

hollow

quiet.

Everything has been explored

Days

Months

Years

and...

It still hurts like it was yesterday...

You act like it is so easy for you to forget me

Like it is so easy for you to move on

Like it is so easy to pretend we never happened 

So why is it not easy for me?

Why is it so hard for me to forget you?

I could fly.

Not like stereotypical Peter Pan style or with bird wings

but with a shirt

with built-in handlebars

I soared and failed

crashing into my ceiling.

I told my brother to hop on