A flower bloomed out of nowhere in my heart
It was beautiful
It was delicate
But as the flower stayed
I began to understand the poison
It caused pain
Such terrible pain
It caused tears to fall
But all at once it was a pain I was willing to endure
For I was hoping the flower would change
And when the flower did not change
I ripped the flower it with all my might and soul
I nearly cried trying to rip it out
But at the end I knew I did the right thing

“1. When you’re trying to fall asleep at night and it feels like your world is crashing down on you, walls closing in, suffocating you as you clutch his pillow to your chest, breathe. It’ll get easier every night.                                     You'll be okay.
2.When you’re out at the mall and you see a couple holding
hands and kissing, don’t text him that you miss him. Remember that there was a time before him and you were fine. So breathe.
You’ll be okay.
3.When you find out he’s met someone new, you will
shatter again. Your knees will cave beneath you and you will cry, and scream, and plead with God to give him back to you. Just remember that it’s okay to not be okay all the time and to try to breathe through the pain.
You’ll be okay.
4.One day, you’ll wake up, and you’ll go about your day,
not realizing that you didn’t think of his smile and those big brown eyes once. But until then, breathe.
You’re gonna be okay.”

Today's full of nostalgia and yawns.

Poetry erupts from my tongue
A mountain of words
Too tall for me to climb
The air is filling my lungs
And I'm inhaling the beauty
Of symphonies and metaphors
Stirring memories together
Of a firm chest and rhythmic heartbeat
Strong, unruly, erratic
Like my feelings for you

It's a feeling that hits forcefully
A tsunami, flooding my chest
The butterflies are set free again
Wings flutter wildly, a frenzied panic
A harsh wind knocks me to the ground
Here, my glass heart finally shatters
A million shards that cut like knifes
Leaving wounds only you could heal
I am a cascade of emotions
I think I'm in love again.

you don't know but I used to cry when you held me.

and I know
you finally cried when I finally
drove away
but why did your tears even
bother to fall
if she was laying right under you to soak them up?
catching each one and then letting them fall through her fingers
accordingly

I wish I could ask you
why it made any difference
for me to walk out of your life
if she was waiting at the nearest
entrance
as soon as I left the nearest
exit

I don't even wonder why you're gone anymore because I know
that she was always everything
and that tears
are never anything

and I guess I didn't really make a difference,
just left a salty taste in your mouth
that faded so quickly you forgot;
that was replaced so soon by the spice of another Cuban cigar

she is an abundant freshwater ocean
while I, to you, was only brief
saltwater
stream.

Stop thinking about tomorrow
Stop thinking about yesterday
Stop stressing
Don't beat yourself up something that wasn't your fault
That part when your voice cracked was probably no big deal
Get over that speech you have to make
No one is going to remember what you said or what you did
It might sound harsh
But you are a tiny grain of sand on a beach miles long