This is the story of Quinn and Charlie's first date together. When I look over at her, she is staring at the ceiling of stars above us. Once again, I am reminded why I love her so much, it’s the curiosity she possessed. It wasn’t outward, she never really asked what she was wondering…
so love
Hate spews Hate burns Hate tricks Hate destroys Hate rips and tears Hate takes all that's well And makes it wrong. All that's loved Suddenly gone. It rips families and friends To pieces It wrongly convicts And strips those of what's needed. Hate breaks. So love. Love mends old wounds Love resolves old tunes Love…
collision
we met at the collision of words and summer storms laughing in purple hoodies and spreading our hair through warm grass we forgot the reasons we shouldn’t and locked fingers under streetlights, too busy making memories out of mosquito bites to remember the rest of the world we drowned our feelings in the sparkling rain…
When You Wish Upon A Star Epilogue
1 year later Skyler stood at the doors with a grin on their face and the suit from I Write Sins Not Tragedies because ‘it's their wedding and why not.’ Finally, it's time. Skyler's nana and gramps file up the aisle, wondering where Lavender's grandparents are, then the parents, wondering the same. Skyler makes their…
Point A
We are more then a midsummer dream, I swear. We are more then what I have left- a green shirt with an inside joke that washed off too easily one blurry photo a longer-then-it-should-have been note in the pen that never smudged We are something too big to hold. Tapping morse code of our own…
Florists are Gay
Two girls, both struggling to find their way in the world. They meet one night and find they have more in common than they thought.
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A poem I wrote after I was broken up with by my best friend
