My heart is blue.
I miss you.


k.f.

away from others
closed to each other
and brooding together

*let's.

i am a ghost story
a glass half full shattered on the floor
a dusty attic holding feeble bits of memories
memories like you and i firecracker fighting
being daydream drunk in the middle of the afternoon

i am weak
i cannot bear the weight of your eyes upon my body and so i breadcrumb crumble
ashes to dust
dust to ashes
onto your dank cement floor
and i see you thinking that if you clean it up fast enough no one will see what you are capable of

I'm going to need
three more chimneys
and a lot of wood
to burn all of
the silver tongued
horse ****
that floats out of
your mouth

I've always been
stubborn as hell
just like you
and I know we don't
share blood
but we shared
christmas fires
and a fickle set of ****** tires
we made up
a home together
my dad
you and me
one two and
three

I'm stubborn as hell
just like you
and
I'm never going to
be able to get
how you looked at me
the last time I saw your face.

lips curled in
tucked beneath your
feigned half smile
fraudulent face


if there's anything
i feel i know
it's that always
& forever
consistently find
another place to go

He said,
"I like your eyes,
No, I love your eyes."

"Your eyes is full of compassion,
they are so beautiful,
And I love them."

With these eyes,
I look at him,
& Only him.

"Can I hug you?",
He said.
She smiled, then hug him tight.

He always loves her hugs,
But she thinks, it's much more than that.

His hugs,* makes her feels like she's at home.