Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.

I lost my innocence On a king-sized sheet With four posters And the two of us. Just the two of us

Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.

I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.

You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.

I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth

I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.

Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.

Not as ardent as before. I’m tired. Slowing down, A tail growing heavier and longer With each day.

In my daydreams, I used to be an acrobat, Flying through air Into capable hands. In my dreams,

I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.

While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling

Someone’s teaching me to give up. It’s like unrequited love, But we’ll break up in the end. I’m showing myself to give up When I see how I fall asleep in c…

A tree fell in the park last night… I didn’t hear it go. The innards smelled of peppermint, And I felt the crumbling dirt Turn into ash in my hand.