[this one is about Chris and Jal from Skins, and the last line is from a poem a girl was reading in a dream i just had. its also rly different from my usual style!!]
I sometimes watch people as they walk past
Their holding of hands, and the shadows that they cast
It doesn't snow much here before December
In my dreams, I bathe in cold rain and the thought of being a world-ender
You got home from your Thursday dance class
Excited as ever to lay on overgrown grass
You don't even dance and I drove by my old school yesterday
It's not like I don't do that literally everyday
I've been forgetting a lot of before as of late
Maybe it's because you always ask if I've ate
I want to say yes more to the people that I love
Like Jal from Skins so I don't ruin what we have with a push and a shove
You never saw me as one to be emotional
At least not in the way of opening up and being vulnerable
I've started to sit on wet footpaths and stare up and get high
But caring for someone is really killing my 'fuck it' vibe
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
Poetrypoems ive written!! ft. one of my fave poems ever at the beginning [by christina rosetti] [ive put stars at the top of my favourite ones!]
