I wish I could go back and say sorry
I’m still young, and back then I was even dumber
Forgive me for things I’ve said,
Because hindsight is 20/20
But most of all,
Forgive me for things I did
And maybe the guilt will go away

The hurt behind my mom’s words
I call you mommy, aren’t I too old?
No, I will never be.
Because you will always love me.
At least that’s how it should be...
But your headaches are dissolving your sweetness along with your common sense.
That’s why I cried in the doctor’s line.
Your sharp words and accusations have been brewing
But I try to forgive
I’ve tried, I promise.
I try to understand my mother’s migraines.

Sweet boy turned sour,
Like the flavor you left
I’m not sure whose fault this is...
Is it bad if I’m too clingy?
Is it considered clingy to hold on tight if you don’t want to lose someone?
I'm slightly emptier knowing that you’re
Doing okay without me.
Friend,
That’s what I still regard you as
And, sweet boy, I always will
But if you ignore me forever
I’m afraid that it’ll hurt more than I can bear.

Let me let you go, I beg
Tell me that you hate me
Erase your joking smile from my memory
And just leave me aching
I’d rather blame you for leaving than have this never ending fling
I thought we’d be forever
But to you, best friend and boyfriend don’t seem to go together

every girl in this universe
is made from flowers.
please,
do not be afraid to bloom.
make them see,
freeze, and stare.