the moon looked a little pink
didn’t it..
i lowered the window as the breeze made it
hard to focus
but it was warm and marvelous
almost like a summer fling..

and i put my right headphone back in
while Daniel Caeser
sang me to sleep..

you packed your bags
and i gave you the freshly-printed plane ticket
and the taxi guy honked in front of the house
and you gave me an endearing look
and told me you’ll miss me and you’ll update me
every step of the way

and pulled me by my back toward you and
lightly kissed my lips and
you walked to the door and

held the brass **** with sadness
and i didn’t let go
of your hand..




kiss me harder before you go

that’s a mistake you’ve always made
trying to love me

then again you were the kinda person
who always gave people seven chances until they
proved themselves right

im up to four strikes,
no?

and she just floated in the middle of the pool
with her clothes on,
her black Chucks and a
rolled up fatty in her right hand
and just looked at the distant stars
and wondered how much time
she had left




cuz ****..

she didn’t go after him
because he was easy to apprehend

it was no challenge

and that’s just no fun..

and we went in your moms Honda
and i called you baby the whole way and
you loved it and
we spoke some deep ish for a while about the past rather than the future
we’re both afraid for what earth has in store for us
i reassured you that i have and always will love you
and then i touched a nerve
and you didn’t want to kiss me anymore

so i kinda just watched the moon past the hill
on a boulder
and looked at the city
as a couple ants started crawling up on one of my shoelaces



we both thought about how we could’ve been kissing already.
but we’re both somewhat stubborn so none of us brought it up.

so i walked down the stupid hill
as you played with your bracelet.

it was an orangey-red kinda scheme in the sky
that evening
that evening that
“changed our lives for the better”
which was subjective.

you told me you didn’t cheat
but you found somebody else
that needed love and care
and more perspective in life,
one that shouldn’t be tied down..

needed to get out there and discover..

and it was you.






you found yourself and you lost me

and so i lay here
reminiscing about how beautiful
that evening was

the orangey-red scheme
and how it made your eyes look warmer
than usual
and as you spoke it hurt
but i was happy
knowing
that you were there
with me in that moment
and you
possibly
won’t forget me..






amor eterno