“i think i’ll always be a bachelor.” he told me this after kissing me in what was supposed to be a fountain, but the groundskeeper had already come by and shut the jets off for the night, leaving us in just a pavilion. but that didn’t really matter to me. it was always the thought…
Category: boy talk leading somewhere
new standard (stiffed)
we ache for a realistic connection but my mind has begun to question whether or not we’ve ever connected before. meeting of two minds, authenticity, & the bearing of ones soul have all but been tossed aside for want of the easier things in life. sex, pleasure, fixations on what you can get here and…
do i haunt you like you haunt me?
do i haunt you like you haunt me? do you see me in your dreams, staring coldly at you through that screen door? or do i plead for you to stay, follow you to your car as you try to escape, with tears streaming down my face & lonely whispers? is it a devilish simper…
wishful thinking
the door’s ajar. i told you to shut it. okay, maybe this is my imagination. my mind is playing tricks on me, or something. but we have this two year cycle when things go wrong & it’s past time for our reunion. maybe this is just wishful thinking. you know, i tell people about you….
to all the boys i’ve loved (and not loved) before
so, obviously i’ve been incredibly inspired by the movie “to all the boys i’ve loved before” if it’s not obvious by the title of this post. but, sadly, this isn’t about writing love letters to boys i had crushes on in the past. it’s a memorial to wasted time and my broken heart, because honestly,…
my peter pan
songs tend to illicit thought. whether it’s because it reminds you of an old memory, or it’s the song a long-time crush suggested you listen to (so you did, about fifty million times to see if there was a hidden message in there). right now, the thing my mind trails to the most is a…