Your love Was like driving straight into the… Your attention was like Lying in a puddle of gold. You were sex and fun and cotton ca…

He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.

I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…

Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.

Why do I still feel guilty About things That are out of my favor?

Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.

That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:

Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.

In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed

But I’m still a kid Only don’t tell my dad that. He’ll say, no, you’re not a kid And you haven’t been a kid in a lo… I guess that when I cry,

I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.

It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to

Love starts like this: We like the same books, We like the same music, We seem like a match made in high… It crumbles like this:

The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it