you love her
you love her
you love her, you do
And you know
that she loves you
You know it, you do
And you know why
She does that
you know it, you do
somewhere
She’s sorry
You know it, you do
But she hurts you
And Turns
Your heart shades of blue
when she makes out with that boy
tucked away by the quiet cold outside the bar’s backdoor
when she ***** that girl she’d been dating months prior to you
Just to make sure you’re the one that she loves
when she has that ********* the 3 minus you
You’ll know you’re a *****
a ******* fool
But you’ll be ****** up
Beyond love-struck
There’ll be no help for you
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 10:52 PM UTC
I present myself "promiscuously" when i feel like my body isn't my body
When the predatory shadows swallow up my mind and convince me that my body belongs to anyone but myself
So i post that "revealing" photo, i send that **** I go out wearing as little as i can possibly get away with
I do this as an attempt to take back my body
to look years of trauma dead in the eyes and say **** YOU"
i own this body; this body is my own.
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 6:20 PM UTC
There's something in you
that I thought was made just for me.
As if somehow
when the gods made me and you,
they carved a piece of my heart
and gave it to you.
Or took a piece of your soul
and gave it to me.
When I met you,
I felt I was done searching because
there you were
mine.
My love.
But nothing in you
is made just for me.
It's for you, and only you.
You have no obligation to me
or any other person.
You are a whirlwind.
You are a forest fire.
You are a star refusing to flicker out.
You are a love of a lifetime
destined to touch far more hearts than mine.
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 6:05 PM UTC
you know how people put grease in jars?
yeah, my mom used to do that
yeah. I wish I could do that with my feelings because I just love you SO MUCH
I understand
Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC
Em, I love you to the moon and back.
I love you to the moon and back too.
Oh, I know you do. Poor thing.
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 4:28 PM UTC
I only eat yellow foods
because maybe if I swallow a little bit of sunshine
it'll chase away the storm
May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 3:08 PM UTC
It's like you have a Lego house.
You're just an itsy bitsy tiny little lego guy.
You've been working really hard on this Lego house.
Every day it seems to get a little better, a little bigger.
And then one day you see storm clouds
And something just feels off,
like you feel it the moment you open your eyes in the morning
but you ignore it because you think it'll go away,
you've been here before,
it's probably just another tiny storm.
But you've underestimated it.
it's not just a tiny storm
it's a monsoon
and now it's ripping apart your Lego house from the inside.
And you don't call anyone for help
because they'd say
"oh, again?"
So you stand there
watching this monsoon tear down something that's taken you weeks to rebuild.
But you understand the routine.
When it's over
you rest.
Because that's all you can do.
And when you wake up
you add that very first Lego block
And you start building again.
You don't know where it is
You don't know when it'll be back
But you keep building
Because that's what they tell you you have to do.
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 11:12 PM UTC
convinced myself I've already met the person I'm going to end up with
everyday searching for someone to prove me wrong
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 3:23 PM UTC
I could say that I like art
But what I'd mean to say is
I like how it makes me feel
I like when it appeals to my own aesthetic
Or makes me see through someone else's eyes
I like that I don’t have to necessarily understand a piece to enjoy it
I like how looking at a photograph can take you back to a memory
Or how a film can make you feel empathy for someone you’ve never even met.
It's simple to say that I like music
But what I’d mean by that is
I like how it makes me feel
I like that a good beat can leave my feet uncontrollably
Tap, tap, tapping
And a soulful lyric can leave my heart dizzy for days
or how a good, solid forte piano can bring me to the edge of my seat
I like that an arrangement of notes can make me long for a place I’ve never been
or that feeling I get when I hear my favorite song come on at the store
It'd be safe to assume that I can say I like dance
But what I actually mean is that
I like how it makes me feel
How the delicate motion of someone else’s body set to music can move me to tears
and when the beat of the music travels through my own limbs like an electric current
when it leaves me out of breath
or how positively free I feel when I'm dancing alone to Beyoncé in my underwear
It wouldn’t be too far of a stretch for someone to maybe possibly say that there's an itty bitty sliver of a chance that
I like you
I mean
I like how you make me feel
Like my whole body is on fire and I’m caught in a rainstorm
like my stomach is full of ants but it’s okay because I’m an anteater
Like a little kid who lost his mom at the store but somehow found the candy isle
Like I’d spend a whole day just trying to make you laugh
I like that art, music, and dance make me think of you
and that that’s all I’m left to think about
art, music, dance
and you
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 10:33 AM UTC
Wake up!
Open your eyes
draw back the curtains
In the darkness
no one can hear you dream.
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 3:15 PM UTC