i love you (not right)

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


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.




watching through windows.

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. 

We were are in love.

We are going to make it; no matter how hard they try to break us apart.

Happy Valentine’s Day. 

we’re all human.

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.