Scratch, scratch, scratch,
Another few lines,
These ones showed up last week,
These ones are from yesterday,
It's because of all the mistakes I've made,
It's because I let you go,
It's because I failed a test,
It's because I am me.
It used to make you angry,
But,
Since you're gone,
I can start doing it again,
Just one time more,
Scratch, scratch, scratch.

There's a girl, sitting in front of the window,
waiting for your call
There's a girl, with bright brown eyes,
who's waiting for you to come
There's a girl, whose knees are shaking,
falling to the ground
There's a girl, whose eyes are leaking,
she knows you're gone
That was before,
Now,
There's a girl, with short dyed hair,
with a beer in hand
There's a girl, who's making out,
with the kind of guy she told you
she couldn't stand
There's a girl, crying at night,
writing your name on her skin
Only this time, she's not using a permanent marker,
so she can't erase it
She's carving your name,
to keep you forever
There's a girl,
You wouldn't recognize her,
But you should,
It's the ghost of the girl,
who used to be
Y o u r s

Long nights,
Deep conversations,
Secret smiles,
Wide eyes,
Strange thoughts,
Shared fears,
First times,
Laughs and tears.
We were falling in love,
So young, so careless,
*So innocent and reckless.

Your hands in fists,


Clenched,


Your knuckles even whiter than usual,


I can see your veins,


Making their way through you strong arms,


Intricate and incomprehensible,


Like your mind,


They resemble tree branches,


As they get to the crook of your elbow,


They change color,


From green to blue,


Like your eyes during winter,


Your favorite season.


As cold and as heartless as you,


You, my darling,


You are made of winter,


Its frosty rivers run through your body,


Delivering frozen blood,


Which feeds your cold heart,


That heart,


Pumps the frozen blood,


Through all of your body,


So you are made of winter,


You are made of cold, dark feelings,


You are made of permanent snow,


You are, an eternal winter,


Storming and destroying,


My warm soul.

Dear friend,
I know how you feel, I’ve been there too
I know you’re telling me to leave,
Deep down, you’re begging me not to
You’re scared, you’re sad, you’re tired
Tired of living in this word full of lies
Tired of people who hurt, people who leave,
And, let me tell you, friend,
I understand,
It happened to me, too
Until I found you
You showed me that friendship exists,
Even when you’re miles away and talk once a week
You are my friend, and when I was sad,
You did not leave
You don’t want to open up; you say you’re tired,
That we’re all the same,
Dear A, let me prove to you, that we aren’t
It doesn’t matter how hard you try,
It doesn’t matter what you say,
I am here to stay
I’ll be that annoying pop song you can’t get out of your head
I’ll be that one tree that follows you everywhere
That recurring dream you don’t quite understand.
Just, open up once more,
Tell me all of your fears, and reopen your scars,
I will help you heal
Tell me your story, and let me tell you mine,
What are your poems about? Are all they about Her?
Or is there more pain inside?
I promise I won’t judge.
Just, please, friend
Let me be there, don’t shut me out
And if you do, that’s fine.
Let me prove you that not all friends are the same,
Let me show you that I am a real one.

Why did I think,
That the guy who never misses anyone,
Who doesn't feel a thing,
Would care about her little sister's friend,
Who happens to be in love with him,
If you didn't cry for her,
(and you loved her)
(I know you did)
Why did I think
You would cry for me?