In the end I only have a few excerpts—
beer soaked wisdom,
harsh, morning-light realities:
I don't love effortlessly.
I don't reach for anything out of my grasp.
My hands are always searching
trying to touch soil beneath sidewalks.
Aspirations of affection like dandelions—
vibrancy in a concrete wasteland.
My knuckles will bleed,
my palms will bear callouses of futility.
You were the first effortless thing.
If I had a moment I could relive,
I strive to recall a moment untainted.
Fall victim to my words.
Feel concrete turn to sand;
lay in the remains with me.
she dreams of him at night
under the covers
silent beautiful moans
escape her parted lips
as her dainty fingers
linger to the most
precious part of her
slowly moving in and out
imagining it's him
touching her all over
she closes her eyes
picturing his rough
large hands roaming
all over her petite body
her breath hitches
her toes curl
her stomach knots
all because of him
- wet dreams
Shamelessly coveting someone that he did not need.
She was incredibly scary for driving on the wrong roads.
He became breathless whenever she drove past him.
The way she swerved around some obstacles and hit others.
Everything was going to change for him as soon as he got with her.
Whenever she thought he was going to kiss her and ride … he did not.
Her whistles of sex and drugs and sadness did not let him come closer.
Breaking most of the rules was her way of trying to kiss him.
But he did not want to take everything out on her.
She was screaming at him, “Come closer and I promise I’ll bite a little less!”
Their hands touched and she did not let go as the love of her life was moving her.
He rides with her into space she always stares in while slowly regretting it.
The wind from their tantrums was blowing through their hair.
He did not want to love her so he made himself not to.
Strong attraction between them and he still did not want to.
This ride would be their love song even if they killed each other in the end.
You wrapped your arms
around me in the middle of the
night, I almost forgot what it
was like to be cared for,
until you reminded me.
And when I came over
and took care of you
while you were drunk
I was in fear,
because growing up
and even in past relationships
I only saw violence in
But when you looked at me,
while I was only wearing
an old T-Shirt and shorts,
and called me beautiful
I knew I shouldn't be afraid.
You started showing me what it's
like to be cared for,
instead of abused
And I know I may be scared sometimes,
almost like some sort of
but please just stay with me.
I didn't know love before you
I didn't know how to love
I didn't know that fairy tales could come true
I didn't know how to feel before you touched me
I didn't know how to see
Till you saw me , so I saw me through your eyes , till I learnt how to see for myself
I didn't know that love could feel this good
Till you made me feel like an angel that deserves nothing but love and preservation
I didn't know anything
Now I still don't know a lot
But I do know this .....
I am irrevocably in love with you .
once you graduate high school
you see people for who they
people change and
sometimes not for the better
your best friend is now your
the person who intimidated you
is now one of your friends
the boy you had a crush on
is now irrelevant
some people enter high school
with tons of friends
and leave with a few friends
others enter high school
with a few friends
and leave with none at all
- my high school experience