I love you
like the sky loves the sea.
Your light shines forever
and it watches over me.

Your smile
is my savior,
from the place I tend to go.
When I think about you laughing,
my love for you does grow.

Never apologize for what you feel
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It's like saying sorry for being real

We bonded over our broken souls
But she’s not broken anymore
With different roots
On a different tree
She doesn’t understand
The pressure on me
She thinks it’s fine
Like she can fix me
But it sure as hell
Ain’t that easy

And maybe one day,
when the storms
are gone
and the sun
shines brighter
and the waves of
self-loathing
ebb and subside,
I’ll run short of sadness
to write poems about.
And maybe then,
I can finally
step out of this ark
Maybe then,
I’ll be okay —
maybe then,
I will be fine.

It's been 40 days and 40 nights.
The rainbow is still
nowhere
to be found.

Hell is far
Beautiful than you

Do you ever wish
that you could disappear?
Just grab your keys and
get the hell out of here?

I’m tired of this town
and I’m sick of this place
where on every single corner,
all I see is your face.

You’ve tattooed each
block, landmark, and street
with memories of us
and what we used to be.

It’s like walking through
an abandoned graveyard,
each store is a headstone
memorializing my heart’s scars.

My foot is heavy on the pedal
in search of somewhere new,
somewhere with a slate wiped
clean of any traces of you.

If nothing ever turns out
quite as meaningful as before,
I'll remember all the things you said
and the love that we once wore