there’s an
impostor
in the mirror
and she has
my smile.

a raging river
of thoughts,  a stream of words — the
rest flows out as tears

I felt like nothing was changing
Day after day
Of school
Sadness
Anxiety

Then I look up at the clouds
I looked at them for a while
And I saw that they were moving

Please
Take me with you
At least for a ride..

W,

When I talk about
my past lovers,
it's only with the intention of
making you
jealous.

Love,
ML

got so depressed in
the middle of changing sheets
I slept without one
                                   (for months)

I can explain the
concept of infinity
better than I can
comprehend the breadth and depth
of the space you have for me

you only listen
when you hear the alcohol
talking — in anguish

can't tell if it's the
cold air — or disengagement
that makes mornings hard