I have this month's exhaust accumulating behind my eyelids, a compilation of non-responses, excuses he planted like common roses, a...
Showing posts with label Beauty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beauty. Show all posts
oh.
he drops love words like atom bombs, but his journal's never heard your name. he wrote the book on poker faces, dealing out d...
this
you told me you were a shell to crack, but most eggs break easy; you're more of the titanium type, but I thought I had mo...
cement
Mama told me to build myself out of cement. Mama told me to paint my walls whatever colors I chose, but to keep painting and keep ...
unplugged soul
I showed him my blog if he promised never to speak of it again. He said, "I'll never say a word about it. Promise." ...
atmospheres.
Broken hearts have atmospheres. Broken hearts have atmospheres with stained stars, with milky ways the color of blood and const...
spring
Remember when we built walls? Out of brick and wire and metal and glass. We built walls around our trees and our toys to keep the...
it was supposed to be easier than this
I thought music was for healing. I thought they applied it to wounds. Songs weren't supposed to sting, and words weren't su...
he called me december
he said it suited me. all the gold streets and snowfalls. standing in a storm without hearing anything. he said beauty never need...
favoritest
you are my favorite smell. you're the trees in Vermont and the sound lightbulbs make when they go out. you're the tan journal o...
we.
they gave me a scholarship but not because I count my kisses in order. i got a perfect score on my english ACT but that stopped matter...
sunday
I'm like monday morning's late breakfast, with the forgotten aftertaste of sunday's calm on your mouth still and a yearnin...
after hours
you had me 40 minutes past midnight on a long stretch of road that I wanted to become 60 minutes past and 100 minutes past and forever...
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