october 26th 2016, 1:44 am

you grew tired of me.

it is my fault
it has always been my fault
i'm sorry

october 10th 2016, 1:47 am

i would write hundreds and hundreds of love letters for you
days, nights, months, years,
they still wouldn't do justice to the way you make me feel-
happy, giddy, complete, light and free
and then you're not there
the love songs playing inside my head turn into screams of terror
and i'm finding myself grappling again,
for just an inch of you, to hold me steady in place
and the love letters turn into poetry
sad, painful and heartbreaking-
but still beautiful nonetheless