Because
Who has me
But you

~
I hold still,

let him finish stabbing me

                                                 — I count six,

let him believe me dead,

he moves on to Cecelia.

--

It does not go as well for her

as she continues to writhe and scream

and carry on,

not well at all
                                             
               ­                              — I count eight,

                                                                nine,

                                                                ten...
~

Sometimes even the sun is shy to appear
after watching the lovely moon at night.
It’s always hello and goodbye
Never a chance.
Love forever from afar.

Shell ✨🐚

Saying yes was my biggest mistake and saying no was the thing I regret the most.

you sent me seeds


it was your handwriting pleased me

your careful letter to advise patience

that most things happen in time


do you remember when i wrote to you

all in patterns and hints of a rhyme?


planted them five to a ***

some round the sides with one in the middle


then I finished the painting