when i cry at night just remember it's not because i want to die anymore
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 11:12 PM UTC
being lonely when you're not alone is a lot like being scared of the monsters under your bed in a fully lit room
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
this body has always felt more like a prison than a sanctuary but a life sentence beneath my skin seems less daunting since you've come around
Jan 21, 2017
Jan 21, 2017 at 3:22 AM UTC
plant yourself like a tree in my chest, root into my bones until there's nothing left dividing us
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
we grow up with the saying "find what you love and let it **** you" but when i told you i loved you with every drop of blood in my veins i never expected you to pull the trigger
Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC
lay me down like a quilt on your bed. unfold my legs like the linen. kiss me. kiss me like i am the black hole pulling you in and you can't fight it. kiss me like my lips are the x on the map you've been following. kiss me north. kiss me south. my legs will open like a front door, just shy of a mat welcoming you home.
Dec 14, 2016
Dec 14, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC
whatever you do please don't leave me here standing in the winter breeze with nothing but a heart shaped hole on my sleeve
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC
i'm sorry things had to get so terrible for them to get any better. i'm sorry this is what "better" feels like. i'm sorry for letting you break so often without offering to piece you back together. i'm sorry for letting you believe what people thought about you mattered even the slightest bit. it doesn't. you are so much more than i ever let you believe. i'm sorry for letting you dwell on yesterday. tomorrow has always been more important. all those times you hid in the dark, i should've laid with you and let you see how vibrant you can be. i should have helped you better when you needed me. i'm sorry i wasn't always there when you needed me. i'm sorry for letting you fall for boys who were never going to be good to you. i should've looked out for you better. i could've done more. i'm sorry i let you love people who never loved you back. i'm sorry i let those people make you feel like you weren't good enough. you have always been more than enough. never forget that. i'm sorry for teaching you how to fly but always calling you back down before you could reach the moon. i was jealous of how well you could fit in with the stars. i wanted you for myself. i promise to be your voice when you can't find yours and to hold you up when your knees crumble beneath you. i promise to be your eyes when your vision is blurred and to tell you i love you when your ears can't filter out the hatred anymore. i will love you with every ounce of light left in me if it means letting your flame grow brighter. i'm sorry for the way it always seems to get awful before it gets bearable. please remember that every morning the sun is still roaring, the earth is still moving and the rivers are still flowing. flowers will bloom in spring, waterfalls will rush in the summer and the sun will keep rising as long as you are here to see it.
Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 12:38 AM UTC
the issue with vacating your own body is deciding which bones to pack and which to leave behind
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 7:42 PM UTC
the sky has clouded over with rain and the sun stopped rising in the early morning and you stopped calling and I refuse to believe it's coincidence that daylight left when you did
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 1:24 AM UTC