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Racquel Tio Jun 2016
my right eye can not see
and has been this way for
as long as I can remember.
I secluded this fact until I was 9.
nobody knew until I told them.
this was not something that was
visible from the outside.
and now,
I feel that the uselessness from my right eye has spread to every cell of my body
and again,
nobody notices
from the outside.
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
today I went for a run
in the town I've been running from.
I have gotten high and drifted away
from it like it's river.
now I miss the days
when I only attacked my liver.
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
it's nice to see
from your point of view
because I possess
less eyes than two
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
this weekend with you went by so fast,
each moment suddenly in the past.
perhaps it speeds up
to make up for time you've stopped.
or maybe it's letting us pass
because it knows we'll last.
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
every path,
person,
and decision
I've faced
has been an arrow
pointing me in your direction.
it all seemed devoid of meaning,
pointless,
then with you I was resurrected.
the previously empty side of my bed
is now warm.
my hopefully suggestive attire has been torn.
we met at the end of a chapter,
on the page our basorexia was born.
and ever since
you've used your kiss
like an eraser to apparel and forlorn.
time keeps passing
while we remain
you're all I want
to stay the same.
the lines I crave now
are the ones from your brain
the ones that make me ethereal
in ways unfathomable to feel
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
I look at you beside art and I can't spot a difference.
the sight of you redirected my path in an unforeseen instant.
your train can leave but our thoughts have never been known to be distant.
when we speak
it isn't your turn and then my turn.
we continue each other's sentences,
writing a continuous love story
as if we are both suns
producing poetic photosynthesis.
the word "dim"
is now just an antonym
of my colors,
as your shine brings out smiles like they are made of chlorophyll.
and our time together is incapable of standing still.
it can't keep up, we move too fast.
but how can I be blamed
if you brighten everything, no matter how vast?
Racquel Tio Jun 2016
the jungle book didn't have two seats that were together
and that simply would not do
because my new bear necessity
is being with you
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