I think about death more often than sometimes and when I say death I don't mean dying but lying so still my whole body’s at ease; muscles relaxed I can't feel my knees — my knees don't exist anymore because I don't exist anymore. Like water, I’m floating. My heart is the sun on a cloudless … Continue reading stuck in the clouds
Tag: poetry
It takes two.
You love watching her dance But she loves dancing with you
memories.
the truth is you're always going to remember every person you've ever loved and some will hurt more than others and others won't hurt at all but you're always going to remember them
Before I go…
There’s only one requirement for death and that’s life. Old people are dying. Young people are dying. Sick people are dying. Well people are dying. We have a start date and an end date and the question is, what are you going to do with that dash in between?
2019.
To 2019, You were the sun and the storm combined Clouded by thoughts that don't stand a second chance You were beautiful all along You learned how to rockclimb because there was no other way around the boulders You lifted spirits heavier than the weights at the gym But that's okay, because you still went … Continue reading 2019.
You.
In the beginning there was love And then love became all things It became the warmth of summer The orange leaves in the fall The first fire of winter And in spring, the first bird call I remember it like it was yesterday The moment when love first consumed me First consumed love on the … Continue reading You.
11:48pm
hang up the phone before it gets too heated before you say something you mean but weren't ready to mean it weren't ready to make it official to officialize the thoughts in your head your head is aching from words left unsaid unsaid as in you wanted him to say it but he didn't and … Continue reading 11:48pm
a happy poem
and i think im not much of a writer when im happy because although i could write about how your complexion glistens in the moonlight or how your eyes say i love you without words or when your lips coat mine, i get a sugar rush of sweetness i think theres a certain beauty to … Continue reading a happy poem
i love you—a messy poem
Relationships don't have rest days Say I love you Ask them how they're doing Take them to dinner Rub their feet Scratch their head Whisper dirty secrets Indulge in guilty pleasures Like Fortnite on a school night Or Netflix on a Tuesday Call her beautiful Call him handsome Call her Call him Say good morning … Continue reading i love you—a messy poem
B.K Laurel 