6 has a purpose.
6 is afraid of 7 because 7 ate 9.
6 does ***** things with 9.
6 is mature.
6 is ****.

5 makes you sound too young.
And it's not good for much.
Like your inexperienced self.

6 is one inch closer to 7.
17's the perfect age.
17 is your age.

3 words spoken too soon
When I still doubt
He even other "L-word"s me
His kisses so sweet
Leaving lies on my lips
And maybe from them
Truth will spring
And one day he'll say the words again
And he'll mean them


Right before he breaks my heart.

He always laughs
When I try to act cute
But mostly when
I try to be ****

I think it's because
I'm just a girl
A frail fifteen years
To his seventeen

He knows what he's doing
And I just pretend
Because he used to be
Opposite
To who I am --
      And who he is
Now

"What?"
I ask
But there's never
A better answer
Than
"Nothing"
And often

A kiss

The way you speak is so different, so proper
You think sensibly and purposefully
You are not selfish or needy or stupid
You look at other people and see the worth of their hearts
Not the worth of holding them.

You care not solely about ***
Morals and maturity are things you value
Caring about your effect on other people's lives,
Tying up loose ends,
And laughing
Matter to you

The empty slide with the empty girl
And the park in the winter
Where no one goes
He doesn't come
Not anymore
To kiss her cheek and keep her warm

You took my hand and we ran
But when you let go
I didn't know
What to do
Lost in the forest of my thoughts
Your world engulfed you
Away from me
Left with bruises
From the branches
Or our love.

When I close my eyes
I blame myself