i wear you on my sleeves

i wear you on my sleeve, 

because you are all of my emotions

in one.

i’ve told you to leave,

but you just won’t listen.

but i wouldn’t want you to either,

you make me feel alive.

alive in a way that haunts me at night.

when i can’t sleep until i’ve thought of you at least a billion times.

truly, these feelings should not be crawling in my brain.

but they are.

Poor Girl

I promise it wasn’t in my head.

I saw him.

Even if it was just for a second

Before his frame was wiped away by fairy dust,

I promise.

His flesh,

His blood, 

His bones,

were before me.


——

wake up.

wake up.

WAKE UP.