In many ways, they’ll miss the good old days Someday, someday Yeah, it hurts to say, but I want you to stay Sometimes, sometimes When we was young, oh man, did we have fun Always, always Promises, they break before they’re made Sometimes, sometimes Oh, my-ex says I’m lacking in depth I will do my […]
When I was younger I wrote poems for my mother. They weren’t anything fancy, nothing award winning or of literary sensation—just short, small, not-even-more-than-a-few-lines poems; the kind short enough to be haikus but just lacking that rhyming scheme. I was sitting on her custom designed Windows computer—customized to be an easy-to-use gadget for the blind […]
After finally reading Meg Cabot’s Jinx, I was browsing my school library’s limited book selection, looking for something sweet, romantic, and Meg Cabot like. And the first book I found was What Happened to Goodbye, about a girl named Mclean Sweet, who made a habit of creating new persons for herself and then just disappearing, […]
Sitting along in the coffee shop Not looking for love, only a place to rest my head down I looked around– and saw you in the coffee line, Brown hair, soft smile, bright green eyes That met mine, and then you smiled, and you mouthed “Hello”. It probably was only fifteen seconds, but that was […]
The Watchmen Innocence is hurting, a world speaks out of tune Promise calls, promise falls, what are we to do? With a clouded view, you follow me through Sadly the tides are changing, my world slips out of you Your body falls, my body calls, what are we to do With a clouded view, you […]
