boys i have trusted

angel of nazareth

you were tall and freckled with eyes like honeydew and mint. onyx browed with a name like an angel.

you might have been mean. i don't remember.
things i do remember:

i. watching you play basketball at lunchtime with the other boys

ii. the mole on your bottom lip

iii. writing stories about you in my little, black journal. the ones that my sister found and laughed at. where we kissed.

you guys can probably get this guy's name based off the title it's fine i haven't seen him since i was 11