my favorite teacher in high school
told me that once you step in a
river, you and that river w i l l
never be the same. and i
wonder if we are l i k e that
with each o t h e r. do we
stamp our thumbprints on
people's chests, do w e
never f o r g e t the
omnipresent memory
ofthethings thatwere?
your t h i n g s are
swimming in t h e
gulf of mexico by
n o w, i assume-
that pathetic
letter a b o u t
h o w y o u
d r e a m e d
you would
losethelove
of your life
( m e )
forever
(you did)
is soaked
and bleeding
out of its creases-
but i will probably
always remember the
curve of your mouth and
the sharpness of your laugh.
i do not remember you fondly,
no never fondly, and i only ever
want to drink another virgil's
rootbeer if i can spit i t in your
face afterward, but i'm hoping
someday i will bleed like your
words and god i will fly, i can
promise you that. you did not
break me, you only taught me
t h a t hearts, t h e y need
styrofoam fencing- s o m e
padding but nothing like your
cement b l o c k s- and that i
deservebetter. ideserveorchids
a n d sunflowers, homemade
jam in the middle of the night
because us sleeping is out o f
the question and jesus *******
c h r i s t i deserve a heart that
has nobarriers. i want to bethe
r i v e r, stampeding i n t o
someone's life like the scariest
thing they've ever seen until i
have taught them everything
they could want t o know
a b o u t the ramones a n d
fleetwood m a c and painting
with your eyes closed. i just
want t o b e t h e river.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
my favorite teacher in high school
told me that once you step in a
river, you and that river w i l l
never be the same. and i
wonder if we are l i k e that
with each o t h e r. do we
stamp our thumbprints on
people's chests, do w e
never f o r g e t the
omnipresent memory
ofthethings thatwere?
your t h i n g s are
swimming in t h e
gulf of mexico by
n o w, i assume-
that pathetic
letter a b o u t
h o w y o u
d r e a m e d
you would
losethelove
of your life
( m e )
forever
(you did)
is soaked
and bleeding
out of its creases-
but i will probably
always remember the
curve of your mouth and
the sharpness of your laugh.
i do not remember you fondly,
no never fondly, and i only ever
want to drink another virgil's
rootbeer if i can spit i t in your
face afterward, but i'm hoping
someday i will bleed like your
words and god i will fly, i can
promise you that. you did not
break me, you only taught me
t h a t hearts, t h e y need
styrofoam fencing- s o m e
padding but nothing like your
cement b l o c k s- and that i
deservebetter. ideserveorchids
a n d sunflowers, homemade
jam in the middle of the night
because us sleeping is out o f
the question and jesus *******
c h r i s t i deserve a heart that
has nobarriers. i want to bethe
r i v e r, stampeding i n t o
someone's life like the scariest
thing they've ever seen until i
have taught them everything
they could want t o know
a b o u t the ramones a n d
fleetwood m a c and painting
with your eyes closed. i just
want t o b e t h e river.
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