Poems from macie-lynn
Tell me, why don't you have real friends?
I'm not saying internet friends don't count,
but tell me,
Why have those who have experienced...
Your cardigan doesn’t smell the same.
It smells unfamiliar, distant, old—
Just like you.
I haven’t washed it because
I enjoyed spoiling...
Today gravity threw me on my face.
It hurt.
You were one of my first thoughts.
I wanted someone to talk to so I didn't look foolish.
I...
"I would subtract ten years of my life
to spend another night with you.
Then another ten.
Then another ten.
Then another ten.
Then another...
Will we meet again, one day, by accident
On a dreary day at the grocery store?
Would you actually notice me
Or would you pay for your...