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how am I gonna find feelings and people and make memories
better than the ones I've had

what is and what was the point if not the people I loved
whose stories I don't need to be told because I've lived them
how will I moveĀ from reminiscing to explaining to a crowd

how do I keep them?
how do I stop this?
(something I wrote on vacation when I was much sadder than I should have been)
I am sore
and I don't know if the marks on my neck are from you
tiny capillaries burst from a night of intimacy
or from a drunken mistake.

I am tired
a tired that can't be fixed by sleep
but by you kissing my nose and smiling
I'm sorry I made silent promises I couldn't keep.

I wanna be your peach
And I want you to be my plum
but I don't know if you can be my earth
Because I'm no ******* sun.
call me back I'm sorry
I discovered a country new to me today
and it makes me wonder what else i can find within myself
when I just spotted myanmar on the giant map
thats been hanging next to my bed for a year.
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