2017-2020
It always comes back to the rose. Red or white. Stained or pure. A metaphor for love or pain. The beauty never subsides but simply coexists with the thorns.
When Did You Fall In Love With Me?
Was it when I showed off my body in a way that would make the church cry? Or was it when I told you I would be there for you and you took that as I would be there for only you? Was it when I said “I don’t want another to love me”? Or …
i love you (Erasure)
It’s not trueTell me I’ve been lied toCryin’ isn’t like youOoh What the hell did I do?Never been the type toLet someone see right throughOoh Maybe won’t you take it back?Say you were tryna make me laughAnd nothin’ has to change todayYou didn’t mean to say, “I love you”I love you and I don’t want …
Sick of Losing Soulmates (Erasure)
What a ̶ ̶s̶t̶r̶a̶n̶g̶e̶ ̶b̶e̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶a̶r̶e̶ ̶ G̶o̶d̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶s̶ ̶w̶h̶e̶r̶e̶ ̶I̶ ̶w̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶i̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ ̶h̶a̶d̶n̶’̶t̶ ̶f̶o̶u̶n̶d̶ ̶m̶e̶ ̶S̶i̶t̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶a̶l̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶i̶n̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶d̶a̶r̶k̶ ̶ ̶a̶ dumb ̶s̶c̶r̶e̶e̶n̶s̶h̶o̶t̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶t̶h̶ ̶ W̶a̶t̶c̶h̶ ̶h̶o̶w̶ ̶a̶ ̶c̶o̶l̶d̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶k̶e̶n̶ teen ̶w̶i̶l̶l̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶p̶e̶r̶a̶t̶e̶l̶y̶ ̶l̶e̶a̶n̶ ̶ U̶p̶o̶n̶ ̶a̶ ̶s̶u̶p̶e̶r̶g̶l̶u̶e̶d̶ ̶h̶u̶m̶a̶n̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶p̶r̶o̶o̶f̶ W̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶l̶l̶ would I be without …
The Memories Sitting Under My Desk Right Now
A little Victoria’s Secret box that my high school girl crush gave to me is now sitting under my desk and it is full of memories of you. Ironic, isn’t it? Little dust bunnies are hopping around this valley of highs. I don’t pull it out as often as I used to. I think that’s …
112515
A jumble of numbers wouldn’t seem to hold so much meaning. Looking upon it further, It’s a date. G̶o̶d̶,̶ ̶I̶ ̶w̶i̶s̶h̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶’̶d̶ ̶s̶a̶y̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶m̶e̶.̶ ̶ Anyway, It was the password to my phone for 2 years. I’m sure it’s still the password to some old accounts I’ve forgotten about. Maybe even the answer …
Hollow.
A cave with boulders of burden blocking the exit. Echoes of deprecation bouncing off the walls. Burned out torches with their smoke swallowing the depths. Dark and dreary with no end in sight. Hoping for an end but the walls close in. Nothing seems to be in sight.
Darian
Life is pretty funny. Not funny “haha” but funny “oh wow what the fuck”. I met you when I needed you most. I loved you when I needed you close. Sometimes I wonder if prom night was prophecy. If I spent all night crying so that in the end, you’d love me. If in the …
away
The Earth began revolving in September. On the sixth we made a match, if I remember. And soon enough, You got to see the devil’s side. And honestly, I thought you’d see I’m so fucked up, That you wouldn’t look me in the eyes. But the world kept going, And our feelings kept growing, And …
Nick
Not afraid to stand up for himself Nick. “I’m not going to take your bullshit” Nick. “Couldn’t be me” Nick. Kick-ass Nick. This boy has a heart of gold and a soul of good intentions. This boy is one of THE boys. This boy could call me “baby” ironically and I’d still love it. This …