August 20, 2014 § Leave a comment
I touch the keys of the piano, and play you out of my head.
July 18, 2014 § 1 Comment
When you have everything you want.
When you want for nothing,
you choose only cherries for your top.
I don’t want a dark sky. You’re a dark sky.
I don’t choose you—
I choose a bright red tasty cherry that I can bite my bright into.
* * * * *
I’m going to sleep you off.
June 30, 2014 § Leave a comment
You don’t know how good this feels—this
living without you.
You don’t know how good this feels.
June 29, 2014 § Leave a comment
I invented myself through your absence. If you had been here, I’m not sure I could have been the girl I invented, but I imagine I would have been very pretty, very real, very happy and very loved.
But God said no. God said, she needs to be everything she is not, everything I created her not to be before she can become everything I created her to be.
So that’s what I do. Be everything and everyone I’m not, ’til I have the guts to be the STORM.
* * * * *
What’s the storm?
Where you tear your heart out your chest for all the world to see without forgiveness, without escape.
It smells like rain.
My hearts beating so fast.
June 26, 2014 § 3 Comments
I’m glad you never talked to me again. I mean… not glad happy glad, but like, sad glad. Sad glad you answered all my questions with your silent reply.
I don’t miss you.
yes I do—I miss you.
but not sad miss you…like happy miss you, like happy I’m missing someone instead of loving someone who couldn’t answer all my questions with a live reply.
What I meant to say between my overuse of ‘like’ and my lack of proper punctuation and dragged out sentences is that…I’m happy you’re gone in the saddest way possible.
gosh you hurt.
do I hurt too?