starting at the ending {poetry}

Starting at the ending. I remember the look in your eyes when I told you Like you were watching a movie for the 100th time and suddenly the ending had been changed Your eyes searched for answers in mine, But they got lost somewhere in between my hollow tears and your helpless heart. Your cries […]

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Letters to me;

  I wish I could write a letter to my 10-year-old self. Gangly, awkward, innocent. I wish I could tell myself to spend my weekends sleeping on the trampoline instead of worrying so much about bugs and monsters and bad guys. I wish I could go back to elementary school days and parachutes in PE […]

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