I catch myself staring at photos of you in hopes of never forgetting you, lord knows my mind skips out on a lot of things. But if I ever forget you, take back your shirts, hats, give me back my scarves, my lips, heart, soul, and mind. I'll never remember a thing you've ever said to me. I'd want your voice out of my head. It'd be the second thing that'd go.

Don't tease me with the pursuit of death. If you're going to destroy, please just go on and do it.

I love everything. I once told a lie so naturally that I began to thin of angst and anxiety. I wonder if you've ever had good times. Seems silly that we persist within the bad when everything could be so good.

I never really understood how I coukd crave and understand anymore like I do you.

one of these days I'm gonna say something crazy like I like you and you'll do something crazy like stay.

I wanna punch a wall in.
I wanna watch you kiss
my knuckles, almost like
watching your lips graze
against crumbling brick.

i trip on the hem of my dress, a kind of cool skim reduction that dribbles milk down my legs and casts a white veil over your eyes. sometimes i swear i think you might just try to catch me one of these days, i wouldn't hold you past it but I will for the life of me try to keep me out of your arms for as long as i  possibly can.