The first time we met was when she discovered me under the bridge she escaped to when the voices in her head were too…
I was always so afraid of everything. Even now, I couldn’t look you in the eye and tell you that nothing could shake me. I still am afraid of everyone. I cower away from the corridors at night; I shrink away from honesty. I strangle all my truths within me.
Our time has grown tall and fine
Thriving weeds in naivete
The summer seventh, with hopscotch lines scratched into the sidewalks, with sweet lime candies, with screeching swings. You were sunlight and beach…
I haven't been able to sleep enough in years