Poems from ramanip
one night we stayed up real late
together watching sad movies and eating pasta
and i noticed him noticing my hands
i willed them to stop...
i didn't write a daydream about you today
instead i pulled apart all the flowers you once planted
i trimmed the dark roses scattered...
you are strong
and you need to believe that
sometimes you get weak and
your arms and knees give out and
you cry for help
but you manage to...
i like you so much that
sometimes it makes my stomach sink like
salt in water or
a boat in the ocean
(more like the latter)
and i used to...
it is tuesday and it's hot
you're laying down in the damp grass while i'm sitting up cross-legged next to you
we're both peeling oranges...