I fucking suck with relationships. Since I moved out at 18, my dream has always been to get to a point where I can comfortably live close to my family--my "home"--again. Almost seven years later, and that dream of mine has finally come true. But now that I'm here, I just want to go somewhere… Continue reading Not Meant to Love
I'm a whisper in the wind a trickle in the sea Something that could've been a long forgotten dream I'm a blank name tag To you, another face For me, you're what I'll never have Something I'll never taste You pass by me everyday and never even glance my way In my head, a whirlwind… Continue reading Poem: Does She Know?
For a while at least, it seemed like they were written in the stars. They first met in high school. Both lived in the same middle-class suburban neighborhood. He was the new kid from out of state who was quickly building a reputation for trouble and all things bad. She was the country girl, destined… Continue reading Kiss you at red lights kinda love
I first saw you While I was sitting in the car In a suburban neighborhood After a job Then my boss John Climbed into The passenger seat You were outside A few houses down Playing with Your dog John looked at me With his brows raised He said Damn I didn’t say a thing But… Continue reading Poem: What the Fuck
I'm about to take you back to church Tell me your confessions, baby What's your worst? Baptize in your thighs till it hurts I'm about to take you back to church
I've forgotten what it was like living the single life It used to be a life in which I'd thrive But now I'm single for the summer In the sun's kissing heat a warm gentle breeze Timeless sands of the beach there's you and me Bare feet in the sand Basking in the scent of… Continue reading Single for the Summer
We were alone. Finally. Just me and her. But it seemed as everything got quiet, my mind got so loud. My eyes kept getting pulled into her. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop my sight from running up and down her--all her curves, her skin, her hair. I couldn't stop the urge… Continue reading Bad Things
The feeling of you-- the feeling of you is something new A feeling I've ached to feel since you first stepped into the room
They say ladybugs are good luck. Should one suddenly land on you, it's a supposed sign for fortunes to come. I've never believed in any of that bullshit. Not until recently.
