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A Mess of Jumbled-Up Sentences
Everything’s blurry
But I can’t stop writing
If I take my pen off the paper I’ll break,
I’ll shatter
I stop writing my heart will bleed rivers of words,
Words I can never say aloud
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Fall Forgetfulness/That Was It (Part Three)
It’s been so long
Since I’ve seen your face
That I’m starting to forget
The color of your eyes
And the way you smile
But I’ll always remember
The way you cared
The leaves fall
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That Was It (Part Two)
When I first met you
I never thought you’d become this important to me
Yet now I find myself
Wishing you never had to leave
There was a quote I read in a book a few years ago
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That Was It (Part One)
That was it.
May 15th, 2024
Our last memory
That was it.
The last time
I’ll ever see your face
The last time we’ll ever talk in-person
That was it.
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Clinging To Sunshine
I’ve kept every card I’ve ever received
For as long as I can remember
People fade in and out of your life
Eventually lost in the past, forgotten
I read their letters after sunset
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The first poem of 'The Sun Will Rise Again ' - The Sunset
I was eight when it began.
I was left clinging to sunshine
As the sun descended below the horizon.
It all started as a blank page
Until slowly, painfully,
My heart began to bleed
Loves
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Teenagers
We lie in bed with our arms around ourselves, cradling the mangled bodies of children who had the stars squeezed out of their eyes so that they fell down our faces and got stuck there in the shapes of tears and little hairs and pimples.
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Somebody
Everybody has somebody — the person who is their everything and whom they never want to go without.
It could be for a long time or a short time, a moment or an age.
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before
it used to be all of us
a group of close-knit friends, who'd sit together, laugh together, sometimes even cry together.
but something changed in us, maybe we changed.
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