green
they say the grass is
greener on the other side.
but here i am, sat
behind the white fence,
greener with envy than the
grass will ever be.
(04.03.18)
the only one i miss
my stomach
is nothing but
cheap coffee
my internet history
is nothing but
queer love poems
and my mind
is nothing but
you and i
and you and i
and you and i
i want
a fender stratocaster
with a leather strap
i want a loft apartment
with a beautiful view
but most of all
i want you
back here with me
holding you
and holding you
and holding you
when your hand brushed mine
for the first time
that day in november
my heart fluttered
i wondered
what would my father say
if he knew i felt this way
about you
about us
now here i am
i don’t know how it started
or why it ended
all i know is
you’re the only one i miss
(14.12.15)
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