i take words and piece them together
i give them meaning
but not purpose
(they merely exist)


evaporatei would evaporate into thousands of little particles just to live in the sky for a dayevaporate
(and) i would dance around your body with new found grace to the sound of the pitter patter of your feet hitting the hardwood floor
(and) i would promise not to get too close


dear boydear boy, last night, i found the purple flower you stuck in my hair. last night, i found the same number of stars for everything i loved about you. last night, i found the meaning of death in september the first. (every night, i should have known-- one isn't one of my lucky numbers) last night, i found the love you had for me inside of an envelope. (in case you're wondering) i think you left it there.dear boy
sincerely, girl


we can'tyou can't breathe just like i've been drowning for monthswe can't
and you can't carry a note just like my heart hasn't sung in years
and you can't believe in me just like i can't sympathize for you.


collectionsi'll never be whole with your back turned to me. (i don't think you'll ever truly see.)collections
turn around. please turn around again.
do you remember when: you pulled a kiss from your pocket just for me, you promised a candlelit evening beside the sea, i had empty eyes + tangles in my hair, but you never seemed to care?
+ do you remember: how i covered my face
to hide the blush, how e a s i l y i could make your blood rush? how you held your pillow at night pretending it was me, and how, every night, we watched each other fall
i love your journal.
sometimes i feel the same way.
<3
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"He is my disciple no more. Beat the drum, my little ones, and attack him; you have my permission."
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