Oh but God ******* ****** we laugh at the same things and have the same songs stuck in our heads and being with you feels like being wrapped in blankets sitting in a window seat watching a thunderstorm but I remind you of last week’s newspaper and a sock that’s missing its mate I’m dust under feet and you’re ******* sunlight
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
i cannot help but read into things
you wanted to rest your hand on my shoulder
because you wanted me to be closer to you
because you wanted to hold me
you were drunk off me and not whisky
we would not have be disturbed
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
If I take an ibuprofen will it it stop the pain in my heart?
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
I long for the day when your name no longer brings me pain
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
I crave the kisses of coffee cups instead of ones from your lips.
I long for fingers of sunlight instead of the ones attached to your hands.
I seek the embraces of self love over ones made from your arms.
You have been replaced much more beautiful things
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
i am not sure who i am
i am not sure what happened
i am not sure where i am
i am not sure when things will be alright again
i am not sure how i got here
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
I am not good at weaving my words into works of art
But I am so good at creating problems in my head and convincing myself that the fake pain makes me poetic
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC