rosy

tonight i'm feeling rosy, i think it has something to do with him, i don't really want to have to think about him but, because he's made me feel something i haven't felt in a while, i'll let it pass. i wish i were a quilt, shielding them from their darkest thoughts, i wish i… Continue reading rosy

sweet, the skies blurry

sweet, the skies blurry baby, it's raining every time i open my eyes let me write this prose about you doesn't everyone deserve to have poetry dedicated to them? i remember the first poem i received, it was 9 pages long, filled with adolescent heartbreak and sorrow.   sweet, do you want me to write verse… Continue reading sweet, the skies blurry