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28 Apr

One More Time

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I miss love I miss spending my days in a haze, thinking about you, I miss fading my consciousness from attention, daydreaming about you I miss the feeling of you missing me The nights with just music or shots with the stars. I miss the mess we built the mess you scattered in my...
16 Apr

Move

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It’s 7 o’clock in the morning. The sun is out but the autumn wind is blowing on my face. The hair on my arms and legs have risen and I’m shivering in my sneakers. I’m trying to ignore the little voice that’s reminding me that I left a warm bed in my room. I...
16 Apr

because

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because love was a concept that wrapped itself around and sewed itself into and out of the crevices of my thoughts nestling in the twisted corners long enough to make sense but never to evoke any feeling in me because it was beautiful in the pages of the romance novel I kept borrowing from...