You were never that loud,
almost always asleep...

We plant flowers in our chests
and bloom epiphanies...

The crescent moon hides,
Black shadows slyly creep up...

Shy Shelly shockingly shakes salt shakers, shaming...
Libby likes leisurely licking lemon limes lightly...

Kneeling on a brown stool, slouching slightly,
Apple red curls bouncing off her blue dress...

Give me tonight,
To show you the stars...

Panic attacks on the road
to recovery...

We couldn't even finish our vegan burgers
in peace, and perhaps that was my fault for...

I have seen hundreds of customers
in my three months here...

Life is like music,
There will be high and low notes...

When I first came through your door,
I saw you smiling and standing there...

I miss you and all the terrors
our friendship demanded of us...