pitter patter
toss up and shatter
my hopes in the tangled
mess that is your
lack of speech.

do you even know you're doing it?...
                                                                ...or must you hear it from me?

Star-crossed lovers?
More like clashing meteors.
We were soaring from opposite ends of the galaxy,
And somehow,
Written in the foundations of time before the world was formed,
We were meant to cross paths.

At first it was brutal,
At first it was painful.

Everyone said love is beautiful,
But they forgot to mention that it is broken too.

There’s a world
outside my window
whose breath is made of ice.

There’s a universe
in my chest
that could turn this place to summer
from the fire that’s created
when your skin collides with mine.

She drew and she drew
Until she looked at all the pictures
And they all were versions of you

"We're all footprints in the sand
And the tide is coming in"