Poetry

Happy Memory

Maybe all we’re meant to be 

Is a happy memory

A perfect moment in time

A merry picture to dusk off

when life knocks you to your knees.

It hard to accept it’s all over 

But at least I have 

Your gentle touch

And the smiles you gifted for me

to enchant me in my memories

Hated You

Do you wish I had hated you?

Make it easier so you didn’t have to risk any hurt

No late night phone calls, no deep conversations

where you let down walls and I open up my heart a crack

I wish I had hated you too

and feel nothing as I walk away.

instead you’re charming with your goofy smile.

warm and bright, showing your strength in so much struggle.

The artist

I have plenty of messages blowing up my phone

but none from you and you’re the only one on my mind.

Low quality guys sending low quality pictures

I need a true artist like you to show me

some beauty when my eyes are shut too tight.

You came suddenly, unexpectedly but perfectly.

The best moments are the ones that take you by surprise

so I hope you stay and sing through the cracks of my heart

The Type of Girl

She’s the type of girl you still think about six months later

after she’s fought for you

after you cancel on her for the fifth time

after you’ve taken her for granted.

when you can’t find anyone else who wants to take care of you

when no one cares to hear about that song you dance to in the car

when you can’t find anyone else to stand up as your advocate as you tear yourself down.

She’s the type of girl you never thought would leave

so you treated her that way and funny enough that’s the reason she left.

And now your sorry ass can’t stop thinking of way to get her back.