I stay committed.
If I’m interested in you, you’re all I see. I won’t look at anyone else, or want anyone else. Everything I say and do, is only to you and no one else.
I hate you, but I still I miss you, and a part of me still loves you.
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
through written words alone
When a cute boy sneezes I don’t say bless u because I see that god already has