You will know no other poet that verses you my beautiful muse,
When the whole planet i gave to you eclipses the comets they choose.
You will know no other arms like mine, my sweet Juliet
For only a Romeo can undresses the sadness of your heavenly soul.
Tell me that you promise to love me and I'll promise to believe in the church,
Tell me that you intend to leave me and I'll intend leave in your search.
Like the light behind the dawn, like the burden behind woes, like the leaves on a mauve and like a larva on a Rose.
So tell me, what would God know of my wounds? What would they know of my cries?
What do I know of this life?
If I have not yet lost it for you.
of the poets did
for there were many woes
the woes they couldn't
woes that stayed on the estate's
poets tormented by woes
day and night
and there was no respite
for their plight
the woes were never
the woes not ever
the woes such as
taking works in pilfering
so too the trolls on
on them no firm
You round up because what difference is a quarter of a inch
Heels, depending on the size, will make you the average height
Leggings and sweats will bunch at your ankles
Shirts become dresses, but only for you
Dress hems hit the floor, but only for you
Maxi skirts become maxi dresses
Having to hem every single pair of jeans
Sleeves. Sleeves are far too long
"Petite" clothing doesn't fit either
Step stools are your best friend
Jumping for something that's just out of reach works too
Constantly being mistaken for a 16 year old
(Even if you are turning 20 this year)
Being used as an armrest by someone who thinks they're funny
Stuck in the front for every group photo
There's that awkward height difference between you and everyone
Standing on tiptoes and having the guy lean down for a kiss
You hate sports that require tall people, like volleyball and basketball
And yet, you wouldn't change your height for the world
I refuse to let the party die
I never want the high to go away
The thrill of being able to say,
What you want to say
And in that moment
You figure out
That you're drunk,
You'll be in a single, twin bed
Waking up to a phone alarm
Wondering how you ended up here
Miles away from home