The snow is falling and all I can remember
Is you screaming at the sky imploring it to stop crying
Before you started too
The house lights start to flicker and the clocks all turn to zero
I guess that even time respects our storms
We identified ourselves as clouds it was always you and me
And I can't remember a time when either of us cried alone
I like to think that the longer we last
The more warm and honest we become
But seasons still change and everything we grew will die soon
We drift apart from time to time but somehow we never seem to get far
Always held together like magnets bending gravity
I don't think I'll ever get used to this every time the door closes
I have a panic attack because I can't hear your heart beating anymore
The blood pounding in my own ears is not enough
And I don't need a nightlight just your hand when things get too dark
*~W.C.

I wish I could still be thankful for the way the leaves fall off her trees in the colder months
I wish I could still be thankful for the way her rain falls on my skin
And the way her feet trace the ground in soft circles
I wish I could still be thankful for her cloud cover
And the sound of the lock turning on her bedroom door
I can't tell you how much I miss the sun she kept
Hidden behind her teeth that she swore shone just for me
I wish I could still be thankful for our slow dances in the kitchen
When we had time to ourselves and the moon peeked through the windows
Nothing will ever compare to the surrender you gave to me
And I'm so sorry I burned your white flag from five states away
But I guess thats the thing about starting a wildfire
You can't strike a match and dictate the flame and words will never put an end to it
I wish I could still be thankful for you but that was such a long time ago
And I'm still struggling to move past the fence in my front yard
*~W.C.

If your life is anything like mine college is going to be the worst three years of your life
Its day one now so pay attention you won’t believe how everything falls into place
Everything dances outside of your hands you have no control here
Pay no mind to the girl who held the door open for you
As you first step foot into this place that you can’t wash out from under your skin
If your life is anything like mine she is not important just yet
But don’t worry she’ll break your heart later
You have two classes on Wednesday and you will suffer through every minute of the first
You aren’t used to so many people talking so loud in such a confined space
But its only temporary well at least thats what you tell yourself
There is just enough time to get dinner before your second class starts
Somehow this leads to the classroom number changing last minute
You’re late one of the last to arrive at least there is an open seat in the back
Watch out for the broken girl sitting in the second to last row on the right
Aisle seat so she can get out and run when things get bad
If your life is anything like mine you will fall for her
I’m so sorry there is nothing you can do but wait and suffer as she digs a hole in your heart
She is the first friend you’ll make here and she will be the first to toss you aside
Just as broken as she was when you found her
You don’t know if you’ll ever see her again and you panic as the semester comes to a close
But she breaks you so easily and the last day of classes you spill everything
She doesn’t know what to say and the two of you hang barely gripping each other
This lasts for a year and a half until she finally chooses the words that tear the veins out of your arms
But if your life is anything like mine you still see her all the time
And things only seem to change for her
You barely pull yourself through the semester and everyone knows it
That smile you fake isn’t nearly bright enough to cover the bruise
Now remember that girl who held the door for you on your first day of school
If your life is anything like mine she will pine for your attention and I don’t know why
But you’re so broken now and you fall for it
Its so hard to see clearly when theres blood pouring from your mouth
And your lungs are covered in tiny pieces of her name
Now you’ll fall for her in two parking lots trying to find stars in the cloudy sky
And you will affectionately call her Bambi when she stumbles like a wave out of place in the sea
Everything is perfect for three days and I hope you savor every second
Because every bit of strength you can find now is from what you can recall of her
It doesn’t matter what you do she will push you away with tears in her eyes
The problem is she is two people in one
You weren’t her painkiller like you were afraid you would be she was yours
She will be gone within the week but you won’t find out why for another year
Because she never bothered to tell you that she prefers girls
If your life is anything like mine I don’t want you to read this
I don’t want you to know how broken you’ll feel
And I don’t want to tell you that things haven’t really gotten any better
But if you’re anything like me you can push on another year and a half at least
Things still might change but I can’t promise they do
I haven’t been that far yet
*~W.C.

She was the kind of girl
Worth dancing with
     In the middle of the living room
To the music
Of late night television.

She was the kind of girl
Who made the sky dizzy
     Whenever it looked down at her
Because she was
More vast than the sea.

She was the kind of girl
You wanted to kiss
     In each and every snow drift
Because her lips
Were warmer than any jacket.

She was the kind of girl
Who held you at night
     And whose arms lingered
Because when she was gone
You still felt her around you.

She was the kind of girl
People drag themselves
     From their beds and walk to work
Because they needed to care
For a necessity like her.

She was the kind of girl
Who made you trip over
     Words you wished were nearly as lovely as her,
Because she was the embodiment
Of all you ever wanted to say

To swoon the stars and put the moon in your back pocket.

Her words tumbled
Like leaves binded
With silk and dipped
In milk, frosting at the
Lipstick-kissed rim as a train
Passes by, sloshing about
Metal sticks with red
Tipped points aimed to the sky
And moons forged from
Electrocution and
Flat carpet, sleek
And muffled beneath
The soles of tattered
Shoes, beings,
And the quiet drifts of
Snow that had
Nowhere else to whisper.

5 years from now
None of this will matter,
For stories treading halls
Seemingly endless will
Evaporate and soak
Into walls, all the
Broken hearts and
Superstar athletes,
All the pretty faces
And "lasting" friendships
That never endured the
Winters of summer separation.
All the rumors and
Lies and achievements
And stories washing over
Every blank corner
We wade through today
Will turn to mist in
The air of tomorrow,
And none of this
Will even matter.

The best thing about a
Smile is its ability to mask
All the crinkling eyes
Brimming with salt and
The scratches along my arms,
Desperately trying to carve
My skin into an array
Of something finally beautiful,
Desperately trying to clip the
Nails of the monster
You buried into my chest
Alone and without a match,

But it still seems to burn anyways.