Poems from ashleymj
Oversized sweaters,
Apple picking,
Pumpkin spice and everything nice
Wait
Everything nice?
What is autumn?
Shadows dance in alleys
wind...
You say that you know me,
But you don’t know the real me
We talked in years past,
But it never did last
I trusted you, when all you did...
Who were you before they broke your heart?
Can you even remember?
Can you think of a time when you were happy with the person you saw in...
I don’t want you to know me yet
I don’t want you to know who I am yet
I’m still putting my pieces back together
I fear, if you get to close...
I'm falling in love and, quite frankly, I don't want to be
I don't want to remember your favorite color is a shade of blue when the sun is...