#aspiring poet
broken words
9-6-20
excerpt from a poem i wrote
3-5-20
excerpt from a poem i wrote
23-5-20
25-8-19
“i am overcome with
the feeling
that i am failing
at something
somewhere
in a very vague
and abstract
but terrifying and
convincing
kind of way;
i mourn not for what i have known
and lost
bur for that
which is lost
on me”
- d.c.
“And so it goes that
some of our greatest loves will pass us by
with a fleeting gaze or graze of skin,
and we must learn to let them.
Because sometimes the people we meet
are only meant for us
to mourn.”
- d.c.
that girl has me wrapped around her finger and she doesn’t even know it. she’s the type of girl i’d hop on a plane for at the drop of a dime just to be in the same room as her — and i’m terrified of flying.
