Fainting Goat

every time you look at me

with your soft eyes, 

tan skin, 

and a nose you used to hate, 

I mourn the loss of the love I once held for you. 

Dear a certain Liar,

Yep, you read that right.  Liar. 

there are things i want to say to you. i feel like a fangirl; like rounded block letters on lined paper and i's dotted with hearts. i 

She walks in

Eyes on the floor

Drawing everybody's eyes up

Hair coiled tightly

Wound up

Just like her heart

Her heart that feels like it's being squeezed

As strong as the looks she gets