I’ll be the grandson you always wa… I’ll stand in the garden and marve… none of which I can pronounce. I’ll help you with the sunday roas… “yes, these are the best roasties…
How have I survived this long bei… and how I do learn to live any dif… — I am so tired of tearing myse…
You do not need a final conversati… You do not need to sit across from… their lies, their excuses. You do not need to forgive them fo…
I surround myself with meaningless… I create a narrative in my head w… to make my own feel ever so slight… I pace my room for hours on end in… to make the pounding in my chest o…
How many pages is this going to la… How many chapters am I going to h… How many times am I going to chan… How long is this going to last, I’m running out of paper; flowing…
I gave you absolutely every part o… to the point there is none left fo… I gave you everything I had, everything I was, everything I needed myself.
You have become a dog-eared book a… Pages I will stumble upon some da… To find the pencil marks fading, and the highlighter bleeding. To find tattered corners,
You are still my emergency contact… You are still the person they call when I am distressed, when I am sick, when I am too tired to even take c…
A shower is not enough. condemning a loofah to a string, a bar of soap to a pebble, hell, even the tiles to plaster. if i could tear myself apart
“Every corner of this house is hau… Every corner of this house is haun… Every nook, every cranny, every ro… The curtains intended to block out… For who dares to look inside this…
There is so much pain in this worl… Not with the tattered receipts and… or the photos of friends on every… Candid photos; ones I probably wo… Not with the bookshelf and the pil…
I wish I could write about love. I wish I could write a poem that… To know them inside out and for th… I wish I could write about the wa… How that dip in your collarbone fi…
Please don’t ever become a conspic… Please don’t ever become another a… Stay in the margins, please. Let me doodle your heart in the si… let me separate you from the words…
Nothing rhymes with orange, No word perfectly follows it, No word perfectly matches it. No word perfectly flows alongside… It is not perfect.
I don’t need to change the whole w… Just my corner of it. — and what a beautiful corner i…