chels

chels May 2013

Untitled

i think the worst part is that
i miss you

chels May 2013

Demons

I chased my demons
as if I was a kid again
chasing my friends around the playground

but this time,
I just couldn't catch up.

chels May 2013

we thought

we thought we were cool
with our short french phrases that we repeated
until we could impress ourselves in the mirror

we thought we were cool
in the very same way
that moths fly to the light
of my computer screen
in the dark
only to be squished by my palm

we thought we were cool
faking our sadness as if it would get us out of school
but we didn't know how to act
when we actually got sick

chels May 2013

waited

I waited and waited
for flowers
to bloom out of your shoulder blades

I waited and waited
for a mist that clouded your eyes
whenever you said my name

I waited and waited
for the thunderstorms when you were mad
and the pitter patter of a drizzle
when the cave in your body fell short

I never put down my umbrella

chels May 2013

Eyes

I was never told
That one day
I would meet someone
With eyes
That didn't show my reflection

chels May 2013

Opposites

You were like the waves,
grasping at everything in your reach.
Pushing and pulling, and
pushing and pulling;
shaping everything
until it was just how you wanted it.

And I was like the mountains -
stubborn.

You were the hot sand,
burning the bare feet of anyone brave enough
to try and step on you.

And I was every trail in the woods,
worn deep by people walking all over me.

chels May 2013

Untitled

please stop i'm sorry
i'm really really sorry
please **** me