the last time i got a manicure
was the day i met you.
you helped me pick out the color,
a coral pink gel that i hated until you said it looked nice.
the longest we went without talking that day was the 5 minutes it took my nails to dry.
the manicure wore off after 2 weeks
but the crush certainly didn’t.

why do you still worship her,
when all she did was leave you broken?
you deserve better than this.

-to the guy in love with his ex

maybe one day
our winding paths will cross
in one open patch of green grass,
and we’ll stay there,
away from the chaos;
and the people who tell us
what to do
and who to be,
they’ll all be lost in the woods.

i’m in this really weird place in my life
like i have so much love to give
and no one to give it to.
part of me thinks,
maybe the boy God gave you to help with life and love and to heal your soul,
or maybe the boy He sent to be a match of wits,
or the one who smiles at you in the hallway and makes your eyes light up every morning
or the countless other boys God sent you to prove that he is in control;
but then i realize
one will always need me,
as someone to council and advise him.
another will pretend i’m just another acquaintance, which i guess is true.
and the other, well i’m not sure
we’ll find out once he and his girlfriend break up.