the things you will forget

your sweater, the calvin klein one that i teased you about, the grey and white striped one that i said looked like pjs? it hasn’t smelt like you in over a year now. sometimes, when i put on lip balm, i catch a whiff of the berry scent and it transports me back to that […]

ode to an apology

you consume my thoughts. every single night. every single moment. even in my fking dreams and i don’t get how easy it is for you to pretend to be normal when it’s taking every ounce of my will power to not break down and cry.  i know it’s stupid of me, to try and act […]

after a while

a poem by Veronica A. Shoffstall. After a while you learn The subtle difference between Holding a hand and chaining a soul And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning And company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn That kisses aren’t contracts And presents aren’t promises And you begin to accept your […]

i realize now why writers drink

The 10 steps to recovery… i think.  Day One: Waking up You realize it feels as though you’re steppingout of a dream. You wonder at how it’s possible thatyou’re still alive when it feels as though he’s digginga grave where your heart used to beand you’re buried by the immensity of it.The improbability of how […]