Poetry

I email you, to feel the elation when you respond.

I didn't think you would.

When you did I felt hope

For the first time in years.

Back and forth, once.

Flipping through pages upon pages,

Memories, but most of other people.

Our yearbook committee has been infiltrated,

And you can tell.

I am not represented here.

None of us are.

Once upon a time you were the girl with too much passion. 

You tried your very hardest to be in love with the world,

and it made you beautiful. 

But you lost that person to love,

Today I thought I looked pretty

It must have been a trick of the light

I can't fall asleep in this city

I wish that you'd come stay the night.

Last week I talked to you for hours

I told myself I’d anchor myself

In fifth grade.

I lost myself in sixth.

Created myself in seventh. 
Now in this horrible in between

I wonder if I can be the person I have been

Without you?

You are a liar and a brick

And you only care what your friends think.

Who are you?

Did you never stop to consider it was my first time, too?

And I’m not the only one who messed up?

Ya know

Sometimes I don’t think

That things will ever get better

Sometimes I don’t see

How they really could

But I’m not always like that

Sometimes I think

“Maybe someday”

“Maybe it will improve”

My collection grows

Albums, lightsticks, and others

K-pop is my joy

My friends don't know me

They still don't understand me

Still I am alone

i once found myself at a crossroads

i searched within myself

and like they love to say

i took the road less traveled

now i am at the end of the road

What will you do with your one wild and precious life? 

There was June snow 

All day today,

Whispering through the air

You came in,

And I didn’t know you -

I wasn’t sure what to say -

But you were so fun

So nice

So outgoing

And quickly made friends with everyone.

You lit up the room with your smile and your jokes,