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Jun 2014
Day one; 6/10/14
I got your text in the van at the ballpark. I'm sitting shot gun with my mom next to me. I need to cry but I can't.

Day two; 6/11/14
I can't breathe. My chest is swollen. I'm so mad I want to punch you. I want to knock your door down and kiss you. I'm dying not being able to speak to you. I love you so much. You've bled poison into my veins. I ache everywhere.

Day three; 6/12/14
I told my counselor that I was gay today. I haven't told her that I love you yet. I want to break all ten of my fingers just to keep from texting you. I need to inhale you again. Please tell me what you did was a mistake.

Night three; 6/12/14
I talked to you tonight but you were very mean. I think it is bad that I don't know if this is the new you or the hurt you. I hope you're around for me to find out. I'm in this for the long haul.
Started this a few days ago. Going to post a new one each day.
Sky
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Sky  Ohio
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   Paula Lee
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