My head fits perfectly on her shoulder.
her hand fits so well in mine.
this love is heavy like a boulder.
And her smile is so bright it shines.
Her heart is bigger than her body.
My eyes follow hers.
She caught me up and held me closely.
But I will never get more.

I sat in the grass and pulled it out of the ground
And I pulled my heart out of my chest
and I chopped it up in bits to give out
'others need it more'
but now that it's all gone
what will I do with the hole in my chest?

I learned to trust
From the boys with the heart-eyed smiles
Who told me I was funny
And then waged war
on my body

Achelois is the moon.
"She who washes away pain," they say.
So tell the moon your secrets
tell the moon your woes
Achelous will listen.
And once you stop talking,
she shines her light in a wink.
Achelois is the moon.
Achelois is a friend.

Please send me a letter.
I’ll open it up
And smile
As your handwriting graces my eyes,
And your words smile back at me.

Sometimes, a shade of blue will remind me of you, and you specifically. I wonder, if this shade were water, would I be able to reach in and fetch small bits of your heart and soul?
Sometimes, blue tells a story
And you look nice in blue.