I really didn’t wanna post this but I’m just gunna because what’s the point of caring what anyone thinks.
you know when you try really hard and it just doesn’t work out the way you want? Yeah well here it is, just that, me trying so hard to write something nice and in return hating it all.
Public Service Announcement
Warning! Stay 500 yards back: the heavy weight of all my emotions buried deep in my chest feel like a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any given moment
75° and sunny.
I want to smell sweet like spring time to you
the smell of rain and flowers to resonate on your sheets
the perfect indentation of my body’s last resting place before creeping out of your bed at dawn
I want to taste like honey
so sweet and intoxicating, leaving you to lick your lips in hopes of savoring every last drop
I want my voice to sound like the greatest love song you’ve ever heard
stuck in your head on repeat
my touch to warm your core like the morning sun on a cool winter day
I’ve lost it again
It was there for a fleeting moment
Why can’t it last forever?
It’s almost infuriating
It came on quick, filling every ounce of my being
Pen to paper
I tried to smoke you out with each drag from my cigarette but like the scars littering my body
there is no escaping the memory of you.
L. O. V. E.
4 simple letters, a billion meanings.
I’ve never known another word to be tossed around so carelessly.
You’re just like a paper cut between my fingers
always stinging just as I forget you where ever there.
Empty at best.
A slow jazz tune plays softly in the background
the dim, ambient lights cast slow moving shadows around the room
I feel your hand tighten its grip on my waist, pulling me closer.
close my eyes and lose myself for a moment
the music fades, everything is silent
besides the soft beating of the drum coming from deep within your rib cage.
“It’s bad for you” I know and I don’t care.
Sitting at the bus stop in the rain
faint echoes of this sad song fills my ears
A thick blanket of fog coats the tall buildings surrounding me
Shaky fingers grip the soggy cigarette wedged between my chapped lips
and then it hits me,
I close my eyes, tilt my head back letting the rain wash all the darkness away.
It’s okay now.