I’ve been putting off writing abou… you for months now. I didn’t want to do it, because I felt that
I have so many scars. So many. Too many to count. And all I can think is, “How can someone love me,
I look at you, and I see you. I see your skin and it sends shivers
1) From the very first second I saw you, you have been the only one I want. Thoughts of anybody else vanished and have not returned. From the very first day, you have been the first and...
I am lost and confused I wonder what will become of me I hear laughter I see smiles I want to know how to be happy lik…
I know that soon you’ll be far away, and you won’t be coming back for a long while. And I want you to know that I’ll miss you like crazy every day for 730 days, but I also want you to k...
Maybe it was was the 7 sleeping pi… but last night I woke up at 1:36… with the overwhelming feeling that… None of my attempts to stop the bu… Eventually,
Being a poet is not simply being g… It is much more than that. Writing poetry is something that y… A poet is something that you are. We see the world not as a bunch of…
I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath
When I look toward the future, honestly, I see hardships and pain and uncertainty.
Flowers bloomed on my fingertips w… Now, when I look at my hands all… And knowing there’s a chance that… And I don’t know how to tell you… But I’m scared that if you choose…
While riding in the car and listening to music that didn’t understand me, I noticed that there were no stars, and I don’t know what that means, but I think it means something. We pull...
Your eyes are full of the most beautiful constellations, and I want to memorize every one.
I wonder what would happen if we just let go. If we let this love
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
