All Monsters Are Human
This is just too much. Entertaining people for this long just to make them like you. Putting on your best parts of your personality to showcase the you in a new light. All for the affection of a stranger. It's tiring at times...but then I realized that it's not. It's just tiring with the wrong … Continue reading Just A Rant
If I liked you first, does that offer me any extra rights than the person who came in a close second?
It may be harder than I thought To talk to you and not talk to you Then those times I have to catch myself Because I'm staring when I shouldn't be But the energy alone is the reason I can't I can't stop vibing, connecting When you're something I want It's just what my soul … Continue reading Crushing Time
I was very nervous to post this, but I realized this is the place to share it. This is a place where I can just be creative and hopefully entice people enough to read my work. This one in particular was from a dream. I dreamt of a bayou-esque setting and a girl who longed … Continue reading Short Story #1 of Who Knows
I've wrote countless letters. Seemingly meaningless letters to you. Ones counting the days. Ones counting the hours. Ones counting minutes. Ones counting the ways. Yet, they never come to you. They've never seen your face. They've never heard your voice. They're left to wonder who and exactly what are they in ode to. A hiding … Continue reading Letters To You
If you guys were truly friends first, there will be occasional talking afterwards. You'll spend time talking about the daily things happening with you and the random things you don't talk about with anyone else. There will be intermittent flirting throughout followed by reminders of how platonic you are now. People will question why you … Continue reading Random Obsessive Thought
I'm always thankful for those days when I completely forget about us. Those days when I'm enjoying life as an optimist and not searching for answers as to why we never worked. On those days, I don't see your face flashing through my head. I don't hear your voice telling me what I should do … Continue reading A Long Awaited Epiphany
I originally wrote "The Cure" on November 6, 2015. I was thinking of things to write which led me to text a friend who I'd send poems to through the mail. We ended up hashing out ideas and set to work. Now this friend is a friend I've had the pleasure of knowing since middle … Continue reading History of “The Cure”
Mature is realizing that my time is not to be wasted unless it's what I want. Mature is me not losing my mind every time something doesn't go my way. Mature is me understanding that not every Facetime, call, or text is going to receive an answer. Mature is me accepting that sometimes you're the … Continue reading Maturity
I heard there’s someone new now For a fleeting moment, I was sad Then the thought of past relationships Failed attempts, fluttered on by I began to wonder Is she nice to you? Can she cook like grandma? Does she laugh at your jokes? Has she sung to you? Is she enough? Does she give … Continue reading The After Thoughts