But there’s always a spot I find, in the middle of your chest, where your ribs barely touch creating the perfect mold for my cheek.


- A x

Birthday

Another 30 minutes till my birthday and it still feels the same as it 

did the previous years.

I’m still not turning the age I feel.

I’m still alive and still have a good bit of trouble finding the silver 

lining.

If only birthdays were the one time of year you could change your 

age to the years you felt, then maybe

 things wouldn’t be so difficult.

Maybe then I could feel like I belonged in my own body.

- A x

And maybe the shadows of your mind became the brightest you'll ever find.

- A x

Time
     Time
           Time
again.
     I give to you.
 
 And in return,
             you give me a mask
     
to cover my mourn.
      But they, undoubtably,
       
         last.


- A x

Speak

I wish it was as easy to speak
                     
                  as it is to think.

   I wish I could paint my words

                                 and frame it,

              because then I could have

                                      a concrete message.
   
                                              I wish I could show you my mind,

                                as if it was an open house.

              I wish I could kiss your lips,

              and engrave my love.

  I wish I could say it.


                                                                                                       I love..
- A x