Coco

Perfect

I know I'll never reach

Perfection

No matter how hard I try

I can do better

I have to do better

I have planned out

The next 12 years

The college I'll go to

My grad school

tiny rectangular black hole

sucking us all in

                                         faster

Inspiration 

Is such a delicate thing, 

Such an intricate dance 

Between emotions and ideas, 

A soft sparkle 

The Ocean is a wild thing. 

She rises and falls, crashes and swells. 

Out she calls, luring lonely souls to her watery depths and sand strewn beaches. 

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our friendship needs no labels; the kind of thing where

we ride back from a college basketball game together

on a bus too bright for March and, 

voice raspy from shouting,