“Let’s kiss under the moon and make the stars jealous.”

How beautiful she is to have tears as unapologetic as the rain.

I’m not looking at my phone. I’m looking for you.

How lonely it is with tears and heartbreak for company.

Whether this ends in a moment or forever, I will carry you always.

I will never let go of your letters; the last tangible pieces of you.

You chose me to forget her and I chose you to love.

Whisper it to me in poetry.

The devil on my shoulder has a lot to say about you.

I’ve run out of pain, which is to say, I’ve run out of words.

Almost a year of us not speaking and still, I talk to you every day.

I’ve run out of ways to tell you I hurt.

How lonely it feels to be next to you.

I don’t look for trouble. I just get lucky.

I wonder what you do with the memories of me.

How terrifying to have my head in agreement with my heart.

Careful your fantasies are showing.