Sunday, August 30, 2015

Good Morning and--

This is an introduction. 

This is an introduction and I haven't kissed anyone in two years. I remember the way your eyes were less like eyes and more like stars. How even on the darkest nights, I could still see.

But this isn't a romance.
This is an introduction.

Right, right. 
We have keep that in mind. 
It's just you and me now.
We're all that's left.

This is an introduction and it's not the first. This summer I wrote less than ever before and I'm scared that means I'm almost out of blood ink. I'm scared that 21 days 20 hours and 43 minutes from now I won't be a kid anymore. I'm scared to turn off the light I keep next to my bed at night.

But this isn't a drama. 
This is an introduction.

...sorry, I keep forgetting. 

This is an introduction and I care what all of you think of me. I'm afraid of spiders and I don't know how to whistle.

Never mind, 
This isn't an introduction.
This is blatant honesty.

I'm just another girl.

And we'll be seeing a lot of each other.


  1. Amazing. So structured yet random. Made you feel comfortable, but still on your toes.

  2. Daaang. Awesome job. Your background, the music, this post. Wow.

  3. "I'm scared that means I'm almost out of blood, ink."

  4. Wow. It takes guts to admit you care what people think of you (most of us are too scared to do that). If it means anything, I think you and your writing are incredible.

  5. I love the way you write. this was so good.

  6. "I'm scared to turn off the light I keep next to my bed at night."
    Me too. Because childhood is so fleeting. Because it's almost over. Because according to society, we have to grow up soon... and I don't want to grow up yet.

    I really do love this post.


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