flawed souls

thirteen

her

i creep back into my house,
an indelible smile on my face
his coat is wrapped around my body,
and his kisses left an ineffaceable trace

i go in bed and sneak a look at his room.
the lights are on, he is there
"goodnight love," he says. he winks,
the lights close and he goes to sleep.

i hope he doesn't break my heart.

-

him

"goodnight," i hear her whisper
i lay in bed, heart beating too loud

she's not beautiful; i think.
but there is something captivating and charismatic,
about how she makes my heart tick

i was afraid i wouldn't be able to stop
kissing her; her lips are too unreal

she's like neverland, i am peter
far from perfect; but real.

i wonder if she'll ever hurt me.