I’m to nervous
When she’s around

I try to play it cool
But I feel like a fool

Always in my head
When I’m alone

Resting
In my bed

Just get out!
So I don’t have to feel

All of these...
confusing things

Maybe it’s ‘L-‘
No...

If I let her get close
And it all ends up hurt

I wont recover.

he said
"I love you"

and maybe
I should've turned
and looked around

because
it's obvious now
that he wasn't
talking to me.

I write this poem
Because I have a question
A question I have been wanting to ask you
From the day that I met you

We talked and talked
Shared songs
Spoke about jobs
Read poems
Talked about school

We spoke with each other
Through messages
So I never got to know your voice
Your way of talking

You might see where I am going
So I'll ask it directly
Will you meet me
Over a cup of coffee?

The man
who kept
his emotions
at bay
drowned
in them
all
one
winters
day