So many pretty faces.
I done put my hands in
Too many places.
Struggling with the basics.
Every relationship, I've wasted.
No time management,
No pacing.
I hope they forgive me,
They don't know what I've been
Tasting, lately...

i like writing you poetry -
at 2 am, night lights glowing through
rain streaked windows, i listen to the city
and wish you'd listen to me.

i like writing you poetry -
angsty little love notes where
every word betrays the cool countenance
i otherwise wear on my face when
we're warring with our words but
teasing with our tongues.

i like writing you poetry -
it's where i can tell you the stories
that belong to the dead of the night
and the dead of my heart.

i like writing you poetry -
because it's the only way
i can tell you that i love you
*without you ever having to know.