you're sitting on the bathroom floor
head in your arms
tears dripping off your face
and i don't know what to do
i reach out
smile
touch your arm
you look up
smiling just a little
eyes wet
"hey," i say. "you okay?"
your arm comes up
swipes across your face
"y-yeah."
and you're getting up
holding on to me for support
not crying anymore
and i don't know what to do
do i say something?
comfort you?
just smile?
i settle for
taking you in my arms
and holding you there
with me
till the end of time

call you miss peach
mushroom princess
sugary sweet
my fairy child
cottagecore queen

(hello)
goodbye i think it's time that i leave
i know that now's no good for you and me
we'll be together one day baby (maybe)
but until that time i'll set you free (oh)

did you cast a spell
because i fell head over heels
i know your type well
fairies and elves get me hurt
because i fall too **** hard

(hi there) hello
looks like it's time that i go
you and me won't work out too well
we'll be together one day (unlikely)
until that time you won't be mine (oh)

call you miss peach
mushroom princess
cottagecore queen
not trying to be mean
but you're just a little too sweet

(hello) goodbye i've got to go
i think it's time that i leave
now's not a good time for you and me
won't be together baby
until you decide to fly by me (oh)

call you miss peach
mushroom princess
and you'll never be

not trying to be mean
but you're just a little too sweet

my cottagecore queen

i stopped wishing for you
mainly because
i never truly wished
for anything for me
unless it involves you and i
so instead of wishing for us
i wished for you
to have better days
to fall in love with life
to kiss it with open arms
and your eyes closed
for life to fall for you
hard and fast
with lips so soft
and a gentle hand on your cheek
because it’s what you deserve

I stared with no expression
at the white light
and wondered about black and red.
I wondered what I would do if
things went all but soft and white.
I felt I would wither,
helpless,
weak,
useless.
But
I decided to keep myself happy,
I decided I would put white silk cushions
in my heart's cave
and would invite the rain and winds
to smother me
with cool love
and keep me soft.

                                                        -s­torm-

A soft word
spun in the head

will drip
its sweet essence
into the body below it

I feel pretty and soft,
Like a jasmine flower
Blooming with fragrant power,
Feminine and unique,
No two alike in pale white and pink,
Harnessing, absorbing
Sweet summer light,
The rich scent of jasmine
Carried aright,
Weightless and pungent,
Expressively existing.
I feel pretty and soft,
My presence caressing and kissing.