“Life is about doing things that don’t suck with people who don’t suck.”
“I do all the things you used to hate. I dye my hair colors that make the church ladies stare. I go to bed without dinner and subside entirely on air. I make tea and pour cream in after. I give up reading. I give up The Beatles. I never eat another plate of scrambled eggs. I shape myself into someone you would dislike. My speech sharpens. My teeth turn to fangs. I let go of the softness that drew you to me. My fingernails itch to become claws and I don’t fight it. This is what it takes to survive. I let people into my bed that I would have walked right past with you. He is sad-eyed and needs my flimsy paper wrists to support him. I pour every late night with you into him, until he says, ‘I love you, I love you’ and I say, ‘Shh, you’ll ruin the fun.’ I do what it takes to forget you, and at the end, have more bruises than the ones I started with, but I can finally look at a sunset and not feel anything at all.”
“my whole body shook hours after you took my hand and told me
it was nice to meet me.
no one has thought it was nice to meet me in years,
since I was a child and “cute” was still a good compliment,
when “beautiful” seemed like an adult word.
I used to think that our eyes would meet when we were in the same room together,
but they didn’t just simply meet,
they slammed right into each other and have not looked away.
If our eyes fell in love so quickly,
what will become of us?”
“I want to be
the first thing you touch in the morning,
and the last thing you taste at night.”