You're away for a little while,
But I'll wait for you.
I imagine what you're doing and I see your smile,
And that's what gets me through.
You can be miles from me but yet I feel as if I could look out my window and watch you, and that always helps.
I imagine you next to me when I'm happy, holding me when I'm not. I was upset before and wanted to tell you why but after a while I forgot, and everything beautiful about you is in my head when you're not in my sight, but when you are, it'll be bright, and I'll be praying for a safe flight.

9 | 31 Poems for August 2017

When my blue skies have turned grey, I listen to that one Emeli Sandé song and reminisce about you every single day.
The moment you opened your eyes, I was right there by your side and my love for you comes as no surprise.
But I knew that someday my love wouldn’t be good enough for you and that somehow, you’d find a way to disappear.
I hope you’ve found a way to finally stop smoking cigarettes and drinking ***** like there’s a message in the bottle.
Love, I wish you’d be more open about your feelings because bottling everything in is detrimental.
I still write about you in hopes that one day you’ll read all these words and hopefully find your way back to me.
I still miss the sweet scent of your presence on the white duvet covers and cotton sheets of my memory.
Love is blind and that I already know, but I had never pictured writing these words without you.
Maybe you were right when you said that my love is as bad as my handwriting is – maybe I should’ve seen it coming.
Your aura always took me to peaceful picturesque places that I had only seen in my dreams.
I still want to hold your heart like the lonely autumn trees hold the fragility of clinging leaves.
But I knew that someday my love wouldn’t be good enough for you and that somehow, you’d find a way to disappear.

When we joked and laughed together
    wasn't it so lovely to feel
When we tried new things together
    wasn't it so lovely to feel
When we explored every inch of each other
    wasn't it so lovely to feel
When we kissed, and every fibre of my being pulsated towards you
    man yeah that was so lovely to feel
When you were deep inside of me
    well, perhaps that was the loveliest I've ever felt
Even though it was only for a short time
Maybe that makes it all the more lovelier
Now I'm all alone again
Even the possibility of losing you on some social network
Sends a strike of panic within me
The pain can still swell inside of me
But it is still, lovely to feel
Because at least I know, it was real

i hate endings.
i'm not a lover of beginnings either,
but the story
the stuff in between?
it grabs me so hard, and shakes me by the
shoulders sometimes.

i'm thankful for our in between.
even if the ending is tearing me
to shreds.
even if the clumsiness of our beginning still
runs miles through my head

scene/after/scene/after/poem/after-
(YOU CAN RIP MY HEART OUT, I STILL LOVE YOU)


*i'll be that girl who always waits for the sequel- no matter how long it takes for it to come. i promised you always, i promised you...

he found it easier
to let the lies unravel out of his mouth
rather than tell me
he prefers to shut me out

they didn't have to be judged,
being together was punishment enough

Don't fall in love with a writer.
A writer will take you to worlds unknown and you will get lost.
Don't fall in love with a poet.
A poet will construct stanzas of love and heartbreak,
Leaving you desperate for words unfathomable.
Don't fall in love with an artist.
An artist will paint you into their realm of never ending paintbrush strokes where love is just another color on a canvas,
Just like sadness.
Don't fall in love with her,
She is a mindless soul wandering the halls of heartache.
Don't look at her,
Her eyes will pull you deeper into the gold flakes that encircle her pupils like stars surrounding a black hole.
Don't fall in love with her touch,
Fragile fingers tracing patterns over your skin like a delicate knife cutting you open to create flesh wounds never to heal.
Don't fall in love with her body,
Captivating you with her honey drizzled hips,
Nectar inducing lips,
Taunting you as she strips.
Your skin is like fire,
Burning flames dancing and mingling with just a fleeting touch of her beauty.
Don't fall in love with her,
But,
You already have.