my personal savior for the month
my heart, my world, my golden rock
i let you touch the water
you rusted, energy dissolved
and to think i held you,
to think i was so close,
all i had to do was curl
my fingers around your shape
and we'd be on our way.
alas, i opened my hands
you floated steadfast away
and now the days never end
on its stomach, time crawls by
and i search the beaches
tossing valuable minerals aside
i only have eyes for pyrite.
you said one day we would marry and as a grown child, i believed you slipped thorns into my mouth i tried to thank you for the roses but blood came pouring out where are you now? where is my heart? i'
it’s a weird place to be, stuck right in between i’m still in love with you, and i deserve more than you gave me when both are, at once, true i liked you much more before i loved you i liked you bette
you made me feel like you loved me even when you don’t. it was just enough for me, ignoring reality for a dream. though the wool was thin, it sat snug against my eyes, nonetheless. i could sculpt it i