You are a novel
gathering dust on my shelf
but not because I don’t want to read
but because I’m afraid
to turn the page,
afraid of how you’ll end

sometimes we fall in love
with the wrong people
but we never know
until we fall out of it

s.s

I didn’t know how crazy you could make me, until you left me with a broken heart and tears running down my face popping pills like they were balloons and i was an eager child.
I didn’t know how emotionally attached i was to you until you told me you were leaving me and you said “you can’t do anything to please me”.
I didn’t know how we could possibly end when this was just our beginning how we could start this life and stop it right in its tracks.
I didn’t know how leaving could be so easy for you when all i did was try to make life easier for you.
I didn’t know how to tell you my feelings so i bottled them up thinking you could hear me screaming, begging, and pleading.
I didn’t know.
-C.T.

There is an entire universe
inside her head. And I'll be
kidding myself if I say I am
beginning to understand her,
when all I've ever done is just
catch a glimpse of the galaxies
within, through her eyes.

Now, despite having nebular
thoughts, what I know is that
I will neither fully grasp what's
going on in there nor will I ever
fathom the simplicity and
complexity of her soul.

But that's okay.
I'll love her, anyway.

I boxed up a year and a half today
Every photograph,
sweatshirt,
Mementos,
first date kisses
awkward hugs
A year and a half
In a box
I thought we’d outlast it all
yet I packed your stuff
and memories away in a box
I always thought
our love was too big,
too much,
too great
to simply be boxed
and stored away