o o o o o o
lady zephyr flew...
He stared at me,
the way a physicist would stare...
While walking home one day, I came across a key
I could tell straight away, it didn't belong to me...
Querida amiga,
Gracias por dejarme ser tu amigo...
Your warmth is felt before we touch
Though silent in volumes you speak...
I told you I could handle this
that I would never leave...
Beneath the stars, you lay with me
and whisper swirls, of empathy...
whoosh, across the night
one star gifting my wish of...
You’ve had enough
I made you choose...
I used to love so hard
but the hardest i loved...
I am a story;
not a number...
My feelings for you are like poems,
cast into a shameful teenage drawer...