our bones have grown, you cut your hair
but i let mine grow--
when summer felt endless,
the days melted together
to craft a seamless blanket of
memories
made by the hands of two girls
who didn’t know how to sew.
we were not diamonds, but stones
overturned in the ocean.
but we loved like it was anything other than grime.

I long for your love
The way I long for the change
Of the seasons
Our thoughts reshape
For no apparent reasons
And the axioms we’ve had
Have disappeared
Over the span of time

Stop looking for the aesthetic
She’s beautiful the way she is
God didn’t make any mistakes
It’s apparent
Put your eyes through the looking glass
Look towards the intellect
Not what you see through the internet
I miss you in the summertime
I miss you all the time

Take the time to know me
You’ll see me bloom through the clouds
And find a better side of me
One I can share with thee
My sweet honey bee
Write to me your feelings
I’ll treasure them
The way Mr. Krabs
Treasures his very first penny
You mean that much to me

I want to be with you
Past our Amazon primes
Let me hold your hand at night
And let a myriad of calendars pass by
That’s a future
I would really like
But for now
Lay your head
And dream,
my love

Come to me my love
Meet me in the place that's mine
Where I can hold your hands
And kiss your decadent lips
I can look you in the eye
And tell you what I think:
Your sweet touch is what I crave
My covetous body belongs in your embrace
I want to feel your breath on my tingled skin
Let's have late nights without whispering
I want to take the thanks for your laughter

Look into my wishful eyes and see what could be
As I smile to you there's nothing but truth that I can see
The clock is ticking, time always runs out
You've only just come to be
Will I remember the taste of your tongue?
Can I feel your fantasized love just one more time?
Your smile will always stay with me, even after
Why can't another night come faster?
Take my hand before you go
And tell me it's me, me that you want
In my faked reality

sa
8.8.18

Drowning in voices
that sound like yours.
Touched by hands
that I wish were yours.
Crowded by memories
that remind me of you,
and surrounded by everyone
that isn't you.
It only makes me realize that
you are everywhere I see,
but nowhere where I want you to be.

I had a secret in my mind,  
that soon someday you would be mine.
Only from afar had I seen you be
but you were always so truly nice to me.
Something told me it was time,
to well and truly cross line and to
close the space between our seperate lives.
The chance was now I could see, my brain was screaming telling me. But when it came to my lips my voice grew weak and as it happened I did not choose to speak.