Maddie Cale
Bio
Just a 5'3" coffee addict who likes music and art.
Stories, free verse, and a lot of poetry.
Stories (4/0)
Amnesia
Heartbreak can destroy you. It’s not the part where the relationship ends that makes it the hardest. It’s not how it took place, or where you were, or the last words that hung in the air like thick, black chimney smoke circling around you. It’s when you are sitting in bed at 3 AM with this empty, sulking feeling in your chest as you think back to the moments that lead up to the end. It’s remembering how it felt to hold their hand and be in their arms at night. It’s remembering how it felt to see their eyes look at you with pure adoration and love. It’s remembering how it felt to feel their lips against yours, as sweet as velvet, and the fluttering feeling that radiates from your body. It’s feeling complete for a single moment in this incomplete universe.
By Maddie Cale6 years ago in Humans
Wilting
I look at the house of my childhood and forget about the magic that was once here. All I see is the broken stairs, the ivy that has been there since my childhood that had taken over the side of the house starting to die and break away. I close my eyes and remember the glory days. I remember when this house was gigantic, when the hallways and the stairwells seemed to take forever to get through. I remember the soft carpet under my new feet, the sound of our feet pattering up the stairs. I remember mother calling up the stairs, irritated by the ruckus, but she told us to come down stairs for our snack at three o’clock. My life was a new green, just sprouting, hardly getting anywhere.
By Maddie Cale6 years ago in Poets