sometimes
the short poems
are the hardest
to write
change one word
and the whole poem
avocados.
-atticus
another day goes by
where i barely think of you,
and i wonder
if i miss you
or if i miss
the version of myself
who died
when i lost you.
but then
i see another one of your ghosts
-someone with bleach-blonde hair at the grocery store,
and my heart stabs itself
on the memory of your
i love yous.
i keep reminding myself
that i am allowed
to grieve someone
still walking around
if she’ll never again
walk into my life,
instead
forever treading
on my
guitar picks.
all the thoughts 
Please spare my fingers 😭🧡
*continues to snap to myself in the dark
you’re too flippin good your writing guts me every time 🧡
it’s a pain I choose and can’t resist 🧡
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I’m so honored that you give your poetically written comments to me. They fill my soul😂 thank you, thank you.💙
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Gahhhhh you beautiful human. Your words literally make me feel like the world is falling into shape- you manage to take the most complex and intense feelings/experiences and shape them into something…if not beautiful, whole. I’m not sure this makes sense, but the sentiment I’m often left with at the end of your pieces is: “There it is.”
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Every time you compliment my writing, it feels like the God of Poetry has descended and blessed me. That’s all.
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freaking amazing as always❤️❤️
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Your poems never cease to amaze me 💙😭 *snaps*
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Oh this is lovely. Thank you for posting.
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