Fading Flashbacks

There are days, weeks even that I swear I am okay. All is okay until I hear a laugh that sounds vaguely like yours or see a sweater in a store that you would have adored. Everything collapses in those moments. I feel my stomach drop onto the pavement or the sterilized linoleum. Each of…

Simplicity

We could just sit for hours on end and just exist, just us and the air around us. Lungs filling with the humid atmosphere and exhaling gentle breath into the void hands entangled within the clay and grass blades pinkies latched together creating promises in our own silent language. I’d be happy with that. I could…

I Want To Tell You

I want to cup your gentle face in my hands and tell you all of the endless wonders that I can see swimming in your eyes. I want to tell you the way I feel sunlight shine through our skin and clouds dance along our heads, as if we are skyscrapers. I want to tell you how…

Blue

Your sky is grey and I will paint it the most delicate yet brilliant shade of blue and show you how to create your own clouds. Your nights refuse to end so I watercolor you the most breathtaking sunrise that even the sun pauses to admire her own beauty. Your day drags on and on before…

Forelsket

I know when you are with somebody, they are supposed to make you happy, so incredibly happy that you feel like flying but when you smile I forget everything I was going to say and I feel my cheeks tighten as your smile is instantly contagious. The way you look at me makes me feel…

E.

10 times a day I will remind you of my love (if not more). 9 times you will brush it off. 8 shades of green and golden brown encompass your pupil. 7 birthmarks create shapes of constellations and undiscovered land. 6 T-shirts of mine lay on your closet floor, wrinkled. 5 fingers wrapped around my arm…

The Dark Hour

Every night, the clock stops. Time freezes right between 2 and 3 A.M. Everything, everyone is still. I wait for this hour, this one hour where the entire world is mine. I wait each night to go and breath the crisp air and soak in the cobalt sky. Everything is so peaceful. So serene. All…

Posting On Your Facebook

Sometimes I think about how you have never seen my blog. You’ve never read any of my work in the past (almost) three years or anything of which I have really felt proud. Honestly, I don’t quite remember what you did read. All I know is you always encouraged me to keep writing and writing…