We said
We would never let go
That this love
Was worth every tear
Every misunderstanding
Every hurt
And maybe it was
But how can you stand
If you depend on me to pull you up?
How can I dream
If I rely on you to be there too?
How can we live
If we don’t keep our own hearts?
I’m here for you
But I’m not yours....
I’ve been here before. But it didn’t happen like that.
When she kissed me I felt her wet tongue on my lips and I drew back, surprised and feeling silly.
“I’ve never done this before,” I say, my words all breath and excitement, before diving back forwards and opening my mouth to hers.
She tastes unlike what I could have imagined— warmth and sweetness. But mostly I notice the textures; her teeth cl...
She promised
To love me
Forever
This is what
Forever
Looks like
Ashy bones
Trodden clothes
Flowers decaying
This is what
Forever
Sounds like
Wind whistling
Through hollow hearts
Endlessly
This is what
Forever
Tastes like
Lips gone rotten
Slug slime on teeth
Foul dirt on tongue
This is what
Forever
Smells like
Cold earthy silt
Dried grass
Fresh blood
This is what
Forever
Feel like
Our...
I see the devil.
I see him in my smile. In my eyes. In my shoulders. I see the gears turning wickedly in his head. I see his hands itching to sin. I see his feet stomping over hearts. I see his teeth poised to gnash. I see his tongue thirty for pain. I see his cruelty.
I see me....
The shutters won’t shut
The blinds won’t budge
The curtains are cut
The screen is stuck
The shade is sheer
The glass is gone
The window is open
I can see right out
I can try not to look
But the wind blows through
The smell of the trees
And the earth is strong
And the rain will come in
It will flood from my eyes
And somehow I will
Realize
That you also look in
Paralyzed...
“It’s just fireflies,” Allen says.
“I think it’s flashlights,” says Sidney.
“Are you sure? It looks more like candles to me.” I say.
“Why would there be candles in the middle of the woods?” Allen asks.
I shrug. “Should we go see what it is?”
Sidney and Allen share a look. “No.”
“Come on,” I say. “All the grass is dry over here. There might be something nice to eat over there.”
They sigh and frown....
Don’t sit at the pier.
Just trust me. Yeah, it’s safe. But it’s haunted. And if you don’t believe in ghosts, that’s fine. But if you believe in love, that’s where they get you.
They have skin as pale as moonlight. Their hair ripples in glossy black waves. Their eyes are milky pearls, their lips blue and cold against yours, until they start warming and you feel their breath in your throat.
But by ...
He blows his nose. And yeah, sure, I don’t have anything against blowing noses in general. But like, excuse me. Can you not blow your nose in my direction? Can you be farther than six inches away from me?
I tilt my face towards the window. God, I wish I got aisle.
He stuffs the hard tissue in the pocket of the seat in front of him.
And then he pulls out another tissue.
“This is gonna be a long ...
