date written: February 16th 2022
i am tracing all my stretch marks and watching grown up movies. trying to pass time till break is over. i've been scared to call you and tell you that i miss you. there's comfort in imagined conversations. do you remember the garden, how green rushes through the window and your eyes were so tired.
most of the time i'm 18 years old but today i am 14. i'm sucking in the corner and you're smiling down at me. what is that you called me then, a kitten with her claws out. that i vine around your lattice, and that lattice is your mind. i fill the sacred space between you and i as i steady on your eyes. i handed you my knife and you almost gave me your bottle. i'm unsure of how to make it on my own and you're beginning to feel like my home. like a friend or a lover, i didn't want you to leave without me. if i made myself look smaller, would you hold me and protect me, would you never want to leave me? tell me, kid i'm proud of you, i've seen the things you've been through, i'm not going anywhere.
please don't go anywhere without me.
YOU ARE READING
thoughts from inside a galaxy, or a speck of dust
Poetrystupid thoughts from inside my notes app. i've been writing in my notes app and random notebooks since i was 14. most of them don't have titles, so i'll put the date they were written instead.
