i hope you think of me every time it rains
because if you ever remembered anything
about me it’s that i adore rain and even if
the drops running down the window
don’t match the tears running down your
face, i will forgive you. i forgive you.
i forgive you for f o r g e t t i n g m e
and i forgive you for telling me that you
used the word l o v e too l o o s e l y
because maybe i’m good at pretending
but that hurt and iforgiveyou for making
m e think that y o u would care about
me for the rest of our lives.
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC
maybe i'm in a bookstore
browsing some young
adult novels and i notice
someone's p r e s e n c e
joining me in the isle but
i don't bother to look u p.
i'm reading the back of a
book with a pretty cover.
s l o w l y, the presence
comescloseruntil i hear a
voice say, "try it."
and i look up to find the
voice belongs to a boy
with big brown eyes and
a head of tou sl ed dark
hair (my own personal
definition of gorgeous)
i ask, "should i?" and
he g i v e s an approving
nod and says, "it's my
favoritebookontheplanet."
and i say, "it's a
b i g planet."
and he says, "it's a good
book." and i believe him.
soon, i'm walking round
withhim andhe's
showing me some of his
other favorite books.
and i'm l i s t e n i n g
and he'saskingme about
my favorite books and
he's l i s t e n ing.
it's one of those few
beautiful times where
the world mightnoteven
exist outside of this
moment and
you'renotsureyouwould
entirely care if it did.
and maybe it's love.
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
i keep forgetting that i am no longer
his definition of "lovely," that he no
longer finds my face his favorite
thing to memorize. my freckles
are no longer the stars in his
night sky. my lone dimple
is no longer the crater
in which he swims.
my
brown eyes
are no longer the
way he likes his coffee.
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
I hope this isn’t one of those things where
I want to write about you all the time
but I never know what to write
because you’re impossible to justly describe.
I’m starting to feel like that’s exactly what this is.
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 8:31 AM UTC
he didn't walk.
he floated,
he surged,
he danced through the door.
the soles of his shoes flirted
with the tiled floor
as he made his way to me.
i indulged in the pleasure
of watching his eyes
change colors
with the disappearing sun.
he drew in smoke
from his cigarette
and blew it gently
in my face.
i was so in love.
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
I went into the hallway today to call my mom.
You strut by, in the midst of making a drug deal (I don't miss those days).
I wonder if you thought about why I was on the phone and I wonder if you were worried.
Everything's fine, by the way.
I'm glad to see everything is fine with you too...
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
be the mountains i'll be the valley
you can wrap around me and keep the storms out
i'll house your heart and pump the blood through your river veins
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC
Two years ago I learned that you were important. You mattered (I didn't).
You always wanted to **** yourself and
I always wanted to save you.
Two years later I learned that I was important. I mattered (too).
You still wanted to **** yourself and
I realized I couldn't save you.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC
I put your sweater back in the box
and told myself it was best to forget
what it was like to love you.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC