pretty grey eyes
the sun is saying it's goodbyes
though he lights another one up
we make our way towards the town
my feelings are immersed in his fragile
innocence -- fingers linger

I see you. You're painted in an infinite amount of colors. You sing and play guitar. Tonight we texted and my heart still races. How do I fall in love? **** like this'll do.

Mom's texting "where are you?",
to my boyfriend - who is asleep.
Her threat annoys me, I am okay.
I know better. Though I'm a kid.
I got a good friend, got driven home.
Submitting to my elders
is what I do best,
I'm a kid.

she saw him more beautiful than the way she saw the earth
his love and thoughtfulness
brings her to joy;
care and passion
takes her places;
jokes and honesty
makes her happy;
a listener and gives kisses
gives her comfort.

It was supposed to be us against the rest, you were tall, Angel-like
The one who I thought was the best.

Mornings past, evening crawls
Day by day, the soft innuendos of the distance we now have with each other-

Seems as if we have never met, let alone never slept, laugh, cry, never had ***. Chemistry is dead and so is the next.

So I'm a **** up.
Please let me get sober.

little did he know,

she was hurt as much as he was.