Poems from sofa93
She tells me she likes me. A lot.
We were talking online and she said it.
She's invested in me.
Now, I'm not the type to rush into things...
I need to remember it is okay to feel, even to feel bad things. My heart has no storm warning--I cannot board up the windows and...
This I know:no matter how heavy my heart may feel,it is not an anchor.Even ships that weigh 100,000 tons still manage to float.I am not...
She has scars on her body that remind me of railroad tracks.
I used to dream about crossing the country on a train, as if Montana had...
Dear Diary,
Today I watched the ocean burn.
Oil spill, they called it.
As I watched the black sludge blanket the horizon
I swore I could...