I feel like I’ve known you forever, you fry me chips, I sit on the counter, even though you’ve told me not to, my fingers pulsing against the plastic menus, as I compose the drum beat from a song I’m going to write about you. You lean over, gloved hand on my glowing cheeks, a…

I’ve had so many epiphanies, that I keep them on the shelf, they stare with accusation, because I couldn’t fix myself. I stare back, back on my bullshit, face to face with my problems, and everything that comes with being a perpetual, pretty mess, missing opportunities to find perfect peace, because I can’t accept that…

Make me a bowl of mint chocolate chip, while I pose, cursed on the counter, cursed to love you forever. Mind lost, mint sizzling on my tongue, until it stops, and your eyes are level with mine, kind, my sweet cerulean, sending me wild, into the waves, my palms find their way to your waist,…

Free on the Fourth of July, fireworks are so silent in comparison to my screaming sobs, as the tether is cut, never to be connected again, and I worry that my heart will forget to beat without you there to remind her. I was free, but I didn’t feel like it, because my bed was…