prose – Midnight Musings

Girl.

I’m not the sad girl. I’m the girl you can rely on. I’m the girl who’ll listen to your stories and always laugh at the right spots. I’m the girl who nods solemnly and gives you advice. The girl who keeps all of your secrets but gives none of her own. I’m the girl youContinue reading “Girl.”

Work of art.

I get lost in the little pieces.

I sleep alone.

I’m no longer a part of you. You’re a long, sleepless night, trapped in my head, tossing and turning. You weigh heavy on me like a blanket, forcing me further and further down. You stick on my skin like the sweat of a nightmare. I’d rather just sleep alone. You’re an avenging sunrise, beautiful andContinue reading “I sleep alone.”