FORTY-SIX
your staples are still left here
I have your pieces, too.
They're stapled to this heart of mine, left by you.
Each time, here and there, you left tad bits and pieces of yourself and I collected them all,
held them close and
savored them for awhile.
Now, with so many staples,
pieces of fine tape, and glue seeping,
I'm a part of you
or more so, you're a part of me.
What is your favorite thing to do with your friends / significant other?
I love to have sleepovers with my best friend. We also love to drive around & visit different parks. We love skating, going to Taco Bell, & doing our makeup. With my boyfriend, we love watching movies, reading/writing together, playing question games, taking walks, & listening to music.
May
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PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. Here, I will speak the sadness, the heartache, and the decaying for all the unspoken. Perhaps under this layer of melancholy, the girl I once knew still exists. First poetry collection i...
