your lips burnt a hole on my shoulder that travelled right down to my heart.
11.8.12, 11:36PM
he said that this would make me feel better, these letters on paper, results of the kinetic friction of my pen, yet as the ink flows, all black and taunting all I can do is stop myself from flinging it at the wall we both plastered pictures and various trinkets of the sudden past and abrupt present along with everything I am.
12.8.12, 4:12AM
scratch those last few words. you are everything I am and when you left you took it with you.
14.8.12, 2:34AM
please give me back.
16.8.12, 12:56PM
when I look in the mirror all I see are the cracks no one else can.
21.8.12, 10:42PM
are you happy?
1.9.12, 2:39AM
the beatles were playing on the radio today and I had to stop my car on the side of the road because the image of you dancing to hey jude was paralysingly numbing and why did you stop smiling when ‘take a sad song and make it better’ plays
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 8:08 AM UTC
I remember the day
you described me
as "irrepairable"
and the very muscles holding my heart
faltered
the beat beginning to sound
like a mistake.
I remember the night
you stood by the threshold
holding the broken bits of cell phone
that the blossoming anger
(you were still so beautiful, face made up in rage)
strangled
straight
out.
I remember the evenings
the distance between
the spaces between our fingers
roared and mocked
sped up my pathetic heart
made my vulnerable breath
stain the window
which you grimaced over
forgetting how once
it had sighed your name
in your mouth.
I remember your face
as it stood over the facade
I put up
so that you would
find it in yourself
that the heat of my heart
was faltering.
that the strings holding me together
snipped, snipped, snipped till there
was nothing
but a collection
of maybes
and what ifs.
I remember my eyes
as they stare into themselves
in the cracked, haphazard
mirror
framing their deadness.
I remember once
they used to
have their own life.
a life
built
on
you.
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
i am in love with:
people i have never met
places i have never been
i am in love with:
things i have not understood
things i will never understand
i am in love with:
touches that haven't reached me yet
touches that cascade down me, treat me like the rocks massacred by the waterfall
i am in love with:
words that fly away before i can breathe them in
words that drip down their brim till i am covered with their residue
i am in love with:
gazes that have not yet met me
eyes that will steal a look just so they can find another reason to breathe
i am in love with:
the cracks that have not found their way around my body
the residual forces that have not yet littered me in their attempt to move on
i am in love with:
feelings
words
i am in love with:
how i am so loud and quiet
all at the same time
so that people forget
that i can suffer too
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 11:03 AM UTC
i forgot
how your name
felt
on the tip
of my tongue
coating
the buds
that sense it's rhythm
like the
slow
gradual
drizzle
of honey.
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 10:42 AM UTC
i
she
ripped her
satin gloves
apart till
the lace
and thread
spilt down
her lap
edging towards
the ground
falling as
soft
as a breath
of air.
ii
breathe
life into
the darkest
corners
of your highway
head.
iii
you tell me
"jump,
you will fall
you will hurt
but the time
you spend
clutching at
suspended
air
is worth
the bleeding
and torn
bundle
of skin
you
become."
iv
cross my
heart an
d hope t
o die tha
t i don't l
isten to y
our endl
ess cries
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
❝I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face they are still together. ❞ —Warsan Shire
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
let me in
your satin heart.
let me feel
your silken limbs,
your cotton thoughts.
let me feel
it pass through me
stay inside me.
lock it and throw the key.
let me live
in this little bright lie
for another
spare
useless
second.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 10:23 AM UTC