he speak flowery words,
but trust me, they will never bloom.
ever.

"Can you see my wings?"

"Yes"

"I'm a monster"

"Those aren't the wings of a monster"

"Then whose wings are they"

"Those are the wings of an angel"

"And what do angels dream of?"

"I... I don't know"

"Angels dream of becoming human"

There's no love in my life
which caused the death of my heart.
I can't even begin to explain how much it hurt
when you ripped out my heart and tore it appart.

Our eyes locked,
Time was non-existent,
We were in the moment.

My eyes,
Trying so hard to pierce hers,
"What was up with this intense eye contact?"
I thought -
Her hands found my cheek,
So I placed mine on her head,
Feeling her hair twist around my fingers,
They didn't want to let go of my fingers,
Just like her eyes kept mine focused on hers

She giggled as my fingers went down her neck,
She liked as my fingers caressed her skin,
And then she closed her eyes,
And leaned,
Mine closed unexpectedly
And I began to close the tiny space between our faces,
Then -
Magic.

Fall straight in line-
I make my
definition of normal!

i saw a dead man today

how creepy

it was a really eerie thing
looking at his eyes
his mouth
his soul

i wondered how he had died

did he want to die?

i poked and prodded at him for a while
i wondered if he knew i was there
i wondered if he knew he was dead

was he watching me?
did he have a spirit?
was he completely gone from this world?

he was so cold
and stiff...
and still

did he feel cold and stiff inside?
or did he just feel that way to me?

i splashed water on his face

could he die again?
am i killing him?

yes and yes

i saw a dead man today
when i looked into the mirror