Fragments of him
She
Her beauty is misunderstood but not by me.
A Micro Story
A micro-story in under ten words.
Steel
Regrets and sorrow
Cursed
Is there anyone real out there?
Carcinogen
Like a fucking yoyo we are but if I wanted a fag, I could pop down to the store...
Moving On
Found my courage. It was missing like your love.
Twilight
This love was his to cradle
Tied To My Love
Sometimes, on a good day, I see his love. (I dipped my toes in non rhyme).
Hope Nope
Hope is a dead star
Writers
Nothing is real. I cannot feel.
The Day I End
Maybe today is the day I find my courage
Middle
I'll take the middle of try; that's where you are.
The Trouble With Forever
Commitment issues are his running shoes
Over It
A 3 a.m. micropoem of eternal longing
Necklace
Where do I put the love?
If
If only I could stop loving you...
Writings On My Wall
Stuffs. Micropoetry mostly. Writings I hadn't intended to share. Trashy treasures.
Webs
I put up with alot of bullshite
Identity
Just a little poem about ego
Sycamore
Simply a sweet micro-rhyme.
He’s Wonderful
A micropoem but never micro-longing.
Pastures
A 4 a.m. micropoem because I woke up needing you.
Percentages
Pesky numbers
Twice
Awe she reads his stuff twice, that's so cute.
Wanton
People always have the wrong expectations of people they never give a chance to know. And yet we carry that burden.
Carat
I gift him poetry instead of gold
Violins
SMITTEN AF
Babel
I needs any and all. GIVEMAH
Reflection
I see him but can he see himself?
Solace
Love makes no sense
Sweet Nothings
Tiny words filled with love for a special someone
Micropoetry
Some micropoetry I hadn't intended to share but now I am sharing anyway because, rebel.
Orpheus
He looked back, I'm in hell...
Supernova
"I felt you like electric light..." ✌
Exiled
Banished from his heart
Destiny
*all the feels*
Halfhearted
A thing worth doing is worth doing well (a midnight micropoem)
Commute
Freestyle midday rhyme about depression and love
Core
An apple a day keeps me starving
Tether
I will always love him.
Inches
A micropoem about desire cuz I'd go every depth with you
Growth
His love makes me grow
Longing
A poem about need
Bull
A micropoem about how much she suffocates him as a "friend"
Candor
Does he really mean the terrible things he says about me?
From Peasant To Queen
His gaze strips me of my peasant title, his touch makes me a queen
Freedom
Real freedom is being allowed to be yourself around others and that's my kind of friendship & love. A photo-poem (yes it's me in the photo)
Truth
A micropoem about Alex Ebert cuz he's a constellation walking amongst us and he's teaching me how to be human + 3 AM snaps of me from right nowssss! ✌
Numbers
Life is a numbers game and I am always last (if at all)...
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