the clouds are as angry as i am.
i only feel love from my older friends. only they know how to handle the deep sadness that comes along with me.
i miss you like orpheus misses eurydice.
i’ve only ever seen a man as temporary. but with you, i can see my entire life fall perfectly into place.
i long to be simple minded.
i will mourn this november for the rest of my life. this november i fell out of love.
i rip open my stitches each time you stumble back into my life. even though i know i will cry tonight as i stitch them up after you leave.
i’ve sworn for years we’re connected. because every time you come i can sense it. see it in the dark, hear it a million miles away. not only love swirls between us; raw want drags us back together over and over again.
my worst nightmare is being stuck in this terribly boring town doing something mediocre.
i love my found family with every fiber of my being. they know the hues and textures of my soul, just as i know their’s.
“i am a good person,” i start. the entire crowd erupts into laughter. because they know it is a joke. they know who i truly am.