He erased your imprints on my hips

He striped me of your embraces

He dug his knives into my skin
and uprooted the flowers you planted in my chest

He unearthed the love you left in bones

the garden of Eden

now the Sahara

E.R.

because I have an SAT math class
in an hour

and all I can think about is you

and I'm tired

and it's only 2:25 in the afternoon

and you don't love me anymore

and I want to forget

and I want to remember

E.R.

You described your love for me as scary
Something that woke up little children at night, whimpering to their mothers.

You describe my reaction to your saddest story as cold
Like a forest dead and quite in the winter

I left you alone in the cold dead forest, scared and lonely

I left you quietly in the dead of night

I send to you endless amounts of sorrys
I hope that they might come in handy in the dark

ER

I'm attached to those I do not know
faces I have yet to memorize
places I have yet to experience

I long things I do not know
objects I have never had
emotions I have only read about in books

Full of faces,places, and emotions
I have never seen

a small boat
in a dried up ocean

E.R.

Conversations
changed like tidal  waves
we entered thrilled and nervous
clenching new book bags
and praying freshman friday didn't exist

Now I enter
scared
clenching my hopes and dreams
weighing my gpa
and my options
praying I will be proven worthy of acceptance

Yet I can not shake the feeling
of not learning
who I was
who I am
or who I want to be

does my diploma fill
the absence of my growth

E.R.

If you are unsure
set them free.

If you do not love
let go.

told over and over again.

I love you
do you love me?

No response
is that enough?

I am unsure
I am silly
I am young
I am dazed

Is that enough of an answer?

E.R.

3 bestfriends entered elementary school
with cherry ice pop stained lips
laughing all day, smiling all night
pictures taken by soccer moms

3 best friends entered middle school
with lip gloss painted lips
trying to impress the opposite ***, fake smiles all night
pictures taken by PTA mothers

3 girls entered high school
with smoke stained lips and cuts on their wrists
trying to keep alive, no smiles were shown
mamas no longer taken pictures

3 girls left for college
with alcohol stained breath, and a packed car
trying to find themselves
mamas no longer there

E.R.