Minnesota I write poetry as a hobby and as a way to express feelings. This is a small escape. This is where I don't conform to society, and in a little world of black and white, I write the words of my soul.
I'm a little opinionated with a strong personality and 18 followers / 7.5k words
there's a guy on the radio that introduces himself every morning while i'm on my way to school. he has the same name as you do and when he introduces himself he says it slowly surely to catch me off guard and to mock me.
the weight of the universe set itself upon me last night. on my best crushed my heart and I was suffocated by the words you gave me from the mouth I've longed to kiss. |m.s.
i have a hard tile communicating that i like to take pictures but pictures are the proof of my happiness when i'm up at two in the morning and my room a black square my windows portals to unknown lands to revisit memories.
you know you really are quite lovely with your brown-green eyes and fleeting smiles. how is it that in passing you in the hallway and the absence of that smile can make me feel more than upset and even responsible?
my dear i am at a loss around you. it seems that you make the poles switch. turning my life upside down. i never thought that seeing your face would send me for a race, and ending up with a hand over my heart. my dear, i am at a complete loss.
i had been musing to myself my mind finding it's way to you once again, you know, sometimes i think i'm pretty lucky sometimes, things just happen my way and suddenly you were before me.