Door

Door If I left the door open to the possibility That your death was absolute I wouldn’t be able to venture out into a world Where you aren’t And never will be again. The hollowness within me Would expand So deep and so vast, So hot, That my outside world would Melt. You’re only missing,... Continue Reading →

Us: A poem from Love

Us He grabbed my hand But he meant to grab his phone To call the girl he truly loves. Now he's confused Because he is reminded that my skin Sparks with his in a way that he has never seen before. He holds my hand in his, And plays with my fingers-- His mind-- wondering... Continue Reading →

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