1. You laughed at everything I said
I laughed at your hazel eyes
But your eyes grew cold
I miss your laugh
2. Your eyes reminded me of the ocean;
I wanted to figure out which one
Yet I broke your heart before I could
3. Your hair shone like gold in the sun
You told me how much you loved my brown eyes
For some reason though
You found her brown eyes prettier
4. The words you wrote made my heart flutter
You told me you wanted to go out like Hemingway
You did
5. You had brown eyes
I hate my brown eyes
But for some reason I loved yours
And wanted you forever
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:35 PM UTC
We saw two different night skies
Under the same moon
We looked at the same star
But wished for different things
You saw what science calls the night sky
A “galaxy”
Fact
Lines
Numbers
And precision
Spilled from your lips
I thought I was talking to Galileo himself
I saw what art calls the night sky
A “brilliance and wonder”
Twirls of yellow and blue
Danced in my eyes
I saw bright wonders
Held in secrets
Hidden in the carters of the moon
I saw Van Gogh’s starry night
I saw wonder
You saw thought
Maybe that’s why
We both fought
You dictated facts
I dictated imagination
You were science
And I was art
But we smashed into each other
Causing another galaxy to form
Where art and science
Did not belong
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:34 PM UTC
It's 11:57 and I want to text you
I just want to talk to you so badly
And I can't believe my love
Has been reduced to a few pixelated words that appear on your phone screen
But it's 11:57
And I want to text you
I want to text you
But these numbers seem too familiar
Instead of texting you
I'm trying to decode 11:57
11?
11
That's how many pieces of chocolate you bought me for no reason
After I told you months ago
What my favorite type was
I remember you handed me the box
Saying
"Chocolates for the sweetest girl in the world"
They tasted like ****
But we're the best thing I ever ate
Because they came from you
Except now
Any chocolate I eat
Doesn't remind me of you anymore
5
That's how many times you traced my lips
With your index finger
As if the outlines defining my lips
Was a map to your way home
But little did I know
That you had built
Many other places
You called "home"
Soon after
I made my "home" too
Not on anyone
But in the comfort of my own self
So I wouldn't be destroyed once again
7?
7
7!
That's how many beauty marks
Cover my face
And that's how many times
You used to kiss my face
I told you I thought they made me look no better than any other girl
But you told me each one made me
Look so beautiful
Its just skin
The beauty marks are skin
It's always been skin
It's good skin
No matter what metaphor you compared it to
It's 11:57
And I want to text you
But I'm not
And never will.
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
a boy with eyes as green as the sea in July is kissing my neck and all I can do is look up at the ceiling that's white as the color brings me back to the night the moonlight shone through my bedroom window and you were next to me, whispering all the reasons why you loved me and the words are ringing in my head as I'm kissing the sea green eyed boy and that's when I realized I'll ever get over you
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 5:06 PM UTC
As the clock struck 12
I didn't wish you Happy New Year
Because I no longer wanted you
In my life
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC
He wore a cross around his neck
His touch sure felt like God
And his kisses were sweet as heaven
But I'm pretty sure
He believed in the cross on his skin
More than he believed in me.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A BOY WHO COULDN'T EVEN LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.
IT'S 1AM AND I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU AND THE WORDS WON'T STOP COMING OUT OF ME AND I CANT STOP THE THOUGHTS ABOUT YOU OR YOUR TOUCH OR HOW YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME. YOU TOLD ME I WAS BEAUTIFUL AND I WAS BETTER THAN ANY STAR IN THE SKY AND MAYBE THAT'S WHY I CAN'T STOP WRITING ABOUT STARS BECAUSE YOU SAID I WAS JUST LIKE THEM AND OH GOD MAYBE I'M NOT OVER YOU BUT BREAKING MY TEETH ON ***** BOTTLES DIDN'T HELP AND KISSING ANOTHER PAIR OF LIPS DIDN'T HELP AND OH GOD MAYBE I'M NOT OVER YOU BUT THE WORDS ARE COMING OUT AND MAYBE I NEED YOU BUT MAYBE I DON'T I'M NOT SO SURE ANYMORE BECAUSE NOWADAYS WHO IS. WE JUST USE PEOPLE FOR WHAT WE WANT AND I CAN'T BREATHE BECAUSE YOU USED ME LIKE YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T AND MAYBE WE BREAK PROMISES BECAUSE WE FORGET ABOUT THEM AND ONLY REALIZE WE DID IT WHEN IT WAS TOO LATE. I CAN'T STOP THE WORDS AND THEY DON'T MAKE SENSE ANYMORE BUT I FEEL STUPID CRYING OVER YOU AND AT TIMES I WISH I NEVER MET YOU BUT YOU WERE THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME GOD I LOVE YOU AND GETTING OVER YOU I'M SORRY.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.
it was the first time I'd
realized
that.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 1:50 PM UTC
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 1:48 PM UTC
Said Hamlet to Ophelia,
'I'll do a sketch of thee,
What kind of pencil shall I use,
2B or not 2B?'
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC