I barely even know
you.

We've only ever shared
one word.

I don't know what
it is about you
that interests
me,

but I can't seem to
get you off my
mind.

I replay our
short moments
over and over
until I can't even
remember them any-
more.

twin brothers were out
celebrating their 40th birthday.
to their left
there were babies and toddlers in strollers.
to their right
there were elderly people in wheelchairs.
when the brothers were leaving
they turned out of the parking lot
onto a three-lane highway.
they were in the middle of the road.

When I was young there was a gap between my front teeth so big that I could fit a straw through it
I squeezed my tiny pink tongue through the hole constantly
Most likely pushing them further apart
Not helped by falling face first on my icy driveway
My grandma had given me a cookie from the freezer
and I winced before I bit in and realized that it was soft
My teeth throb when I eat ice cream
and I've had two major cavities
I learned to dislike the tiny black slit in my mouth
They're in braces now
Buckling under the pull of the wire, my gap closed
Yet braces still make my teeth sore

Typing...

the depth of my soul can only be expressed
           among the midst of burning
                                      hearts &
                                               raining
                                             eyes.
the maze of my thoughts can only be
                                                                spoken
         through              br  o  k e n,
                                         ink-
                                              -d-i-p-p-e-d   hearts.
only when my mind is
                                                 bent &
                                          curled &
                                   swirled &
                                         l o s t
can my words begin to mean something.

only when my head is                  light &             hazy

& my perception compares to that of some
drug-
        -fueled
                 frenzy,
can my words be
                                                  beautiful.

but i am happy,
                                 for the most part.

& so my words fall
                                                  off
                                                                                      the                    pag-

                                                                                                            -es.


& they mean nothing.
just some
simple
empty
ramblings.

of a newly
normal
girl.

There was younce a ong man named Billy
He knew his brilly was so srain
He went to the docblem
And they told him his protor
Was heartbreak.

His wuddled were now mords
And young Boubled was trilly
Because love would never be the same.

Life Is Weird,
How it tends to sips deep into you,
Sometimes even when there is this doubt,
You just stay strong,
Because somewhere in you,
There is something saying it will be fine.
And tomorrow will never ends
Life is truly weird,
On how it makes you feel
even when many surrounds you,
as a friend nor lover,
You still feel a sense of loneliness
within your soul,
Life is Weird,
Sometimes even when you tried your best,
It end up in failure,
But only when you desire a true change
Will the star falls on your laps,
making you think is life truly a slaps?
Just another words passing by?
Life is weird,
So is Love,
When you say everything will be alright,
without her beside you,
You will started to miss her,
You will started to hear mumbles
from the air,
Maybe just maybe
Those words that sometimes looses your heart
Life is truly weird doesn't it?
A wind of change blew right true me
Alone under the moon
Just enjoying the scenery of the woods
As if the Trees are whistling in the distance
Whatever it is,
Deep in me still saying
I'll sway together away with this life,
Even if this journey does end up weird,
I Love it,
This Life