Mar 24, 2024 18:55
there's a big bad moon in a starless night
and I'm thinking of a 1001 things to tell you
but not sending any.
I'm the type of air that wraps around your lungs
and squeezes
and then cries out "I know mouth to mouth
don't leave just yet!"
don't leave just yet.
I see your face around my bedroom ceiling
and you don't wanna talk and I wanna hate you
but I never do. not quite.
don't leave just yet.
unfinished songs and conversations and poems and projects pile over the shelf
you no longer watch
and I'm scared it'll feel this hollow forever.
there's a big bad moon
you can find me there and you won't.
poem,
growingup,
poems,
friends,
poetry,
friendships,
writing,
grunge