amour.

a small collection of things

A SMALL COLLECTION OF POEMS

*Good Winter
snow trickles on the spines of hills
many gaze
from insulated panes
at winter's dull grey sky
And filled with winter's discontent,
return to their heart(h)s.
Yet what lies in that great beyond
that cold, great beyond
is what I have longed for
for so long.

*For TC (Unfinished!)
The man with paper fingers
Patient
Holding the door open
Inviting us all in
To sit, relax,
Open up our minds
Break down our walls
And build on our brains.

A SMALLER COLLECTION OF THOUGHTS

*I give people their own little nicknames in my phone (don't fret, as they are all positive).
*Apparently touching my back- anywhere- totally adrenalizes me.
*I really have the desire to read "On the Road" by Jack Kerouac.
*I have no clue what I want at this point. People really should stop asking me. My answers change daily.
*I've worn this necklace since the day he gave it to me.
*If anyone love Bon Iver as much as I do, please, marry me (or at least talk to me).

The reason for my hiatus is a tad more significant than "college applications," or "I sort of kind of am deeply infactuated with a boy," or even "I am undergoing an entire change that I cannot begin to grasp-" but, alas, it is just barely.