How lucky you are to be written about
shaped by someone else’s words
that you affected them so deeply
they had to write you out of their system.

you will never forget me,
i’m the one who’s name will stain your lips and
the memory of me is as
vivid as neon lights
my touch will give you goose bumps when i’m gone and
the sound of my voice will ring like bells everywhere you go.
you can’t forget me.

She was to shy to say hi
but her eyes could speak poetry to me.

I put my heart in a jar and placed it
on the shelf above my bed,
saving it for the one who deserves it