delete me,
you always have the power
to download again.
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 1:50 PM UTC
muscles don’t get weary
for every day tasks.
you’ve become a chore.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 8:27 PM UTC
isn’t it funny
my dreams and thoughts of you
have given me more
than you ever could
Apr 20, 2020
Apr 20, 2020 at 8:24 AM UTC
the dandelion seeds fly onto my nose
out of instinct, i dust the feathers of blown wishes
until they fall to the pavement
to die like all the others.
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 8:14 PM UTC
i don’t want
to feel the need
of filling a silence
with shallow, empty words
for the so-called "satisfaction"
of peace.
Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 9:31 PM UTC
the air smells different when you’re in love.
deathly sweet, and laced with worry.
truly intoxicating.
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 2:48 PM UTC
my sweet flavor.
i couldn’t taste
my mint leaves
anymore.
my raspberry scent.
i couldn’t smell
my fading aroma
anymore.
my clear vision.
i couldn't see
my lovely sky
anymore.
blurry.
blurry.
blurry.
but somehow,
it seemed like
the world
was showing
its true colors.
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 2:13 PM UTC
task main()
{
//*
if i could reach out
would my hand shake?
if i could reach out
would i be overstepping your
tall
stone
walls?
if you could reach out
would it be genuine?
if you could reach out
would it be
some
cruel
prank?
and if we didn’t
.
.
.
what would become of us?
*//
}
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 3:36 PM UTC
go on a trip with me.
kick our heels on the ***** leather of your car,
only us three.
play soft tunes while i take blurry photos
that we can all laugh about in years to come.
i’ll bring along green tea.
that we can sip,
and try our hardest not to burn ourselves.
nobody-
will know of the laughs we shared,
when we ran away to make memories.
memories that’ll overcompensate for the loneliness:
the dread of the parting of a loved one,
the newfound freedom of a one person apartment,
and the thought of how we used to know each other.
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 3:20 PM UTC