I had this best friend
As a little kid
She meant the world to me
We had been friends since babies
I thought we'd be friends forever
We don't really talk anymore
I had this other best friend
I met her when we were five
I spent everyday with her
Got into trouble with her
Our parents were best friends
We got poisoned together
By nightshade berries
We did everything together
And last year we started talking again
And now we're inseparable again
We do everything together
Get into trouble together
Sneak out late together
Cry together
Vent together
Rage together
Everything together
Adventure together
I've always wanted that kind of friendship
And I'm so blessed to have a friend like her
Soul sisters

A poem to make today meaningful.
Though I did something
It was nothing worth sharing
So you've heard before, no one's caring.

I'll write a poem to make today meaningful.
I'll be constantly reminding
You that you never had a good grasp of timing.
And it wasn't jealousy that forced me to quit responding
It was the fact that you would only text
me that I found alarming
...and you wrote a poem to make the end meaningful

You really must be my favorite author
I've bought your work time and again
I've your words stuck in my head
And you said
"You're reading too much into this" and had nothing else to offer.

It's the people with the most past, shared.
Mean so much, but have no future with. Yet we can't let go. Please just loosen your grasp. Save heartache

They become names
Like the rims of baked-bean tins
That have to be handled with care

They are a bunch of flowers
Tied to a lamppost
Or a bench with words carved in

They are a Wikipedia page
Or a library shelf
Or a nothing
A nobody

They swell into memories
Wilted and swimming like wax
They seem to be stood there
When the sunlight blusters
Over dust
Because dust is just dead cells
That we all inhale
Exhale
Like we’ll choke them back into existence

They reside in half-empty
Boxes of tissues
Cigarette packets
The bubbles in lemonade

They become a mantelpiece of photographs
And sympathy cards
Broken toys
Empty T-shirts that you’ll try to turn into puppets
Sat in their wardrobe

They fall into certain songs
Certain car journeys
Occasionally they borrow your tongue
To continue voicing certain phrases
Certain people
Certain places
Certain rooms
Certain tastes
Certain seasons
Certain sunsets

Or maybe they just toss and turn
Beneath the church built of handkerchiefs
Like commuters coffined into underground trains
Wondering whether they can still believe
In tunnels
And golden lights.

I love how
When something happens
You always want to tell me
Even if it's not that exciting
But you still want to share it with me
But you won't tell me in text
You have to wait to talk about it in person
And I'm the same if something happens
No matter how extrodinary
You and my best friend
Are the first people
I want to tell

I write about you not because i miss you,
But because you are one of the best lessons I've ever learned.
I just want to clear the air,
I don't need you.

I dont want you.
You've done your job,
You left your mark,
Now leave me in peace.

Just because you cross my mind every so often,
Doesnt mean much.
We all have those days,
When things come back into play in our minds.

It's just to remind us where we once were.
To remind us where we started,
Where we started to let our minds be beautiful,
Beautiful as the heart of the ones who love in a cruel world.

I don't write about you because i miss you.
I write about you to tell the world that it's okay.
It's okay to love, trust, and get hurt,
and it's okay to keep loving, and to keep trusting.

She was the new girl
The shy girl
The one I hadn't quite met yet

She was the soft girl
The quiet soft spoken girl
She is the girl I have fallen for

She is the beautiful girl
The Christian girl
She is the girl I want to be with

She is the hurt girl
Heart ripped out by a past love girl
I can and will love her with all I have

I'm not quite sure
What it was that intregied me
What pulled me into
Falling for you
You see we never really talked at all
I never took a second glance
You were just the quiet one
That I didn't much care for
Didn't really know
For five years I've known OF you
But only really
This  year we got really close