It’s time we tread on our own paths

our footsteps in the dirt don’t lead to the same destination

perhaps an oasis in the desert

or the top of a mountain somewhere

we are a candle burnt down to its wick

lovely at the start

but the fragrance never lasts

our talks an abandoned radio

sitting on the shelf

collecting dust

i call out to you

but it’s an echo that will never return

A tapestry once woven w...

I’ll make you a bracelet

it’ll be blue and purple

like mine

it’ll have your nickname

four little beads tied into it

i don’t have the supplies at the moment

if i did you would be wearing it right now

but ill make it so good

i’ll tie it so well it never breaks

like how my love for you never did

i know you thought i talked bad

but i didn’t

i still don’t

i talk about you

like we’re still friends

i sa...

you called me

and we explained why we did the things we did

i told you how you hurt me

you apologized

you told me why

if you had just told me

while it was happening

we could’ve avoided

so much heart wrenching pain

but no

we worked things out

and i’m so happy we did

truly

but you told me something

so peculiar

you did want to take me to that dance

not just as friends

but more

you told everyone e...

A heart cannot beat once it’s been broken too many times

we carry our hearts

filled with love

pain

hurt

we hold them so they don’t

burst at the seems

emotions flowing from within

sometimes our hearts beat too fast

when we’re scared

or excited

it’s the same reaction

just a different feeling

a heart can also be stabbed

blood gushing

cut deep

a heart can merely be nicked

a small cut

that can heal

b...

Once stuffing food into my mouth

not caring about carbs

or calories

people around me

who liked to eat too

different spices

flavors

bursting on my tongue

until eighth grade

it was like

when everyone stopped wearing

our white uniform polo

i did too

i never cared about which was which

until everyone else did

lunchtime was my favorite time of day

where i got to laugh with my friends

and eat a full ...

I dreamt of you last night

it was lovely

we were at school

i told you i missed you

and i was sorry

you said it was okay

you texted me later that night

i woke up

you weren’t there

come back

come back

come back

i want you to come back

i want you to tell me why you didn’t talk to me

i want you to tell me

why you would want to

tell me what i did

i don’t know

i talked to you

the day before school star...

I’m not supposed to be the oldest

You are

you’re never around

but when you were

you made it known

you hated me

you told me

you showed me

you were never around

so i have to be the oldest

IM the one who holds them

when our parents fight

IM the one who watches them

when no one else will

IM the one who picks them up from the bus

because you’re not here to do it

I never had anyone

to do that for me

i ...

I will try

harder

than i ever have before

if you just tell me why

why you stopped talking to me

and why you were so

cruel

when you did

why did you ignore me

on the first day of school?

on the bus

when i tried to talk to you

you kept looking away

i felt like an idiot

i thought we worked things out

last year

you said we did

i apologized so many times

i included you more

i told you i loved you

and id...

I love the life i’ve built for myself

I’m truly happy

I smile

This time it’s real

My lips don’t hurt from holding it

for so long

I love my friends

Our laughter ringing in my ears

so light and delicate

I could make a dance to it

although there will always be

one thing missing

I too told myself I moved on

thought it just isn’t meant to be

no closure or anything

just being ignored the day we go back ...

The past few months

have been a blur

endless yelling

mom to dad

dad vents to me about mom

he says it’s a never ending fight

i don’t like when he says that

i try to repair their relationship

but it was dead a long time ago

they don’t say i love you anymore

i haven’t seen them hug each other in months

all i hear is yelling

there’s not a lot of love at home

so little i can’t call it home at all

i d...