Writing

"How could you say that?" 

"The real question is, how could you disagree?"

I find myself retelling this story in the quiet of the night, blanketed by darkness. I know I shouldn’t be able to, but somehow the days come back to me in bits and pieces.

I’ve been told I’m not worth it
 

Am I really going to listen to the words of

Monsters who can’t see that I’m a human

I only ever came here for the fortune cookies 

I don't know if you can tell 

when I stare at the menu 

under shiny plastic with a red rim 

when I glance 

we can run fast  
run forever 
until we lose ourselves 
our spirit 
but it doesn't matter 

as we sit in the grass 
and breathe in 
as the air grows sweet 

When I am no longer 
The same as I once was 
And you have equally changed 

All these memories and moments 
That I once believed 
Would last 
Forever