Oh the omnipresent soul
like a terracotta sponge
absorbing our resolve
now and forever after.

Scattered books and pens
A noose hanging from the roof
The ink running dry

our lips will never meet
nor our fingers intertwine
and so bless my dreams
for indulging what's not mine

i need to stop
setting myself on fire
to keep you warm.

I didn't want you,
I wanted love
and I have realised
that they are not the same thing.

You were a mould
that I poured my insecurities in,
a computer I tried to program.

But you are a sky,
stormy and clear and rainy and warm.

You were so blue when I longed for red.

I didn't want you.
I wanted the thought.

My name is Taylor and I have a tooth that tucks behind one of my front teeth.

I say this as my first sentence because when I look at myself in the mirror and smile, that is the first thing I notice.

But a compliment I've heard more times than once, "You have a beautiful smile."

I  wonder how many things in life are like that...

Qualities or characteristics that people agonize over are the very things that others appreciate and admire.