The Last Piece is a poem about love offered from a place of pain, and how we sometimes try to make someone feel whole while…
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The Last Piece is a poem about love offered from a place of pain, and how we sometimes try to make someone feel whole while…
He is her mirror,The one she stands beforeWhether things are good or bad.Until she walks away,She doesn’t understandThe cracks spreadingAcross her face,Ignoring the obviousShe applies…
I fall for you without a carein the world. I drown,no matter how loud the world. Dripclinging to you,not afraid to fall. My breath, steady,shifting…
I touch you in a placemost look past,a place within reach. It is within this placeI feel most alive. The space between hearts,the space between…
She walks in, her eyes like soft pencil lines.She smiles when she looks at the waitress,ordering a coffee. I sip mine slow, looking out the…
When I got in the shower,I noticed that you hungyour washcloth next to mine.When I realized,I stared at it for a minute,feeling a relief that…
She moves fast like a cityfull of names, things to do,and places to be.No matter how fast she moves,there is always a spot for you.…
When I made it to work,I thought about yougetting through the day,pushing time forwarduntil it was finally time to go. I had no idea what…
If I stay still long enough,it’s bound to happen.It goes by in a blink,sometimes hard to catch.But truth is, if you believe in it,then anything…