Let’s swap hands you take my heart
I’ll take your cigarette.
Light me up here I’ll block the wind with the cuffing of my hand.
I don’t see what you find so great about these things but you like them so I’ll give it a try. Burn me to ashes
While I take part in your bad habits
causing my own cancer to swell up.
What a fool I was to let my heart into
oh but that cigarette looked to attractive
and I wanted to rebel
against what my head was saying
it’s the smart one
but the heart wants what the heart wants and that is to be between your lips
breathed in and breathed out.
Life is just a gasp away.
death it’s far from us it’s much to young; We’re much to young. So lets live, in the moment.
stop worrying about everyone else.
Let me be the focus of the lens of your eye. Because your the focus of mine.
I’m constantly snapping pictures
all the time. Saving the memories
of that delicate soul warming smile
framing them for a darker time.
It’s days like today that remind me how lucky I am to have him by my side. Our parents aren’t the easiest people to work with and today without him was the hardest in a while, but the fact that he was there to comfort me and tell me everything was going to be okay means the world to me. He is the best boyfriend I’ve ever had and I don’t know what I’d do or how I’d live without him. He’s the only reason and motivator for me to stop self-harming and he’s one of the few who really give a shit about me. He’s my boyfriend, my best friend, my savior, and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. There’s nothing else I could ever need with him around. I know I’m young, but there’s no age limit to realizing how love feels.
Happy 11 months and 3 weeks Stevenson Zachary Sill. <3
Sometimes, I wish I could ban my students from saying the word “gay” unless we’re specifically talking about homosexual people. Today one kid said that the ceiling was gay. Ceiling can’t be gay. Ceiling can’t even be straight. Ceiling is ceiling. Ceiling’s sexual preference is light bulb.