they bought you flowers, chocolates, and gave
the normal simplistic love you wanted
and they say, i love you
but darling, they never loved you right
and never gave you the love you needed.
tragic, isn’t it?
boy you’re on the other side
and this river is too wide
since the current came and took you
nothing has been right
my days never turn into night soon enough
can you even hear me?
i need you to be here; i’m lost
i need you hear; i’m in too deep
this is what drowning feels like
the day i forget to write your initials
under my jeans
is the day i get over you
and we both know i never will stop retracing those letters
you fill vases so your flowers have enough to drink
and never seem to see they’re overflowing
mine were always half-empty
because i was afraid of drowning my flowers
we kill beautiful things
with our touch and without knowing why
we are so different but bond on our ability of not being able to notice our self-destructive personalities
excerpt from my book, logolepsy.
there is a girl who lives fifteen minutes from me
she vacations on the jersey shore
she had long hair; now it’s short
she had me; now it’s no longer us
i watch her through windows
and, i let her live because i think she’s better off without me
when this song plays
and I’m watching a romantic comedy with herbal tea
I swear you’re next to me
let me tell you I’m agitated today
let me tell you I looked at five jobs today, so I could get to you
I write you love sonnets in my head; never for your ears to hear
my insides are torn and washing in a continuous rinse cycle
the definition of agony is distance between you and me
it’s hard not to drown in the bittersweet chocolate and you’re mine sentiments
she reminds me that this day is more than for men
with a care package, and I wish she was here
so we could spend it together
we could make tea and watch classic noir films
so I nibble at my chocolate and look at my polaroid of heart hands
and smile softly, because we’re galentines after all.
happy valentine’s day.
I’m waiting–I’m still here–counting days, weeks, months.
They tell you to move, please don’t. I know I have no control, but you said yourself we’re not a hit and run.
I keep talking to my dark room at midnight. I tell you about my friends and how hard the last few months have been.
I’m trying to remember what you smell like. I think it was a salt-water and a laundry detergent. I loved it though.
I love everything about you. People told me I would be over by now, but I’m far from that. I think I love you more.
I would give anything to hear your voice say, it’s okay.
were are in love.
We are going to make it; no matter how hard they try to break us apart.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
soft winter days,
the world is silent for us
mourning the loss
of our love.
I told him how far I had fallen,
held my breath for the goodbye
for him to leave
but he just said,
I’m not mad, we’re all human, love
and, what would I do without you?
making me feel new when I have messed up
I called her, admitting things
I had been afraid to say
sobbing, crying, ashamed
and she just said
we’re all human, I could never judge you
and, the earth stopped shaking
when she chose to love me not hate me.