[rough recording on soundcloud] you know how hard it was for me to keep my big mouth shut; when all i wanted to do was come and kiss you. you know how easy it would have been to keep going on pretending that it was all okay. Mary, let me ask you today what it […]
teach me how to love like that: start to run and don’t look back. talking late and holding hands; you like nothing more than the sound of my voice. teach me how to love like that: how to give no questions asked. you’re with me and i’m with you and that’s just fine. you’re with […]
oh, i never asked for this. it would have been so selfish. and i’d never tell her so, but I promise i’d never tell you no. cause i don’t love you, and i need to remember that. when you’re with her, i have no right to get mad. you can do whatever it is you want, […]
(Two 18 year old girls CECELIA and KATHRYN crowd around a magazine, each holding one side of it. The stage is dim, with a soft glow illuminating them from where they sit stage left on a pink bed. The bed is attached to a small ‘wall’ with posters and decorations. They are riveted.) CECELIA (reading […]
“Yes, I’ll hold,” she spoke, propping the phone up with her shoulder as she sorted through the mail in front of her. Bills, bills, more bills, and a personal letter. Her eyes caught on the return address; the name was unfamiliar. While the elevator ‘hold’ music played in her ear, she sat at the small […]
i meant to ask all those years ago, but the words never left their place deep in my chest; where you used to keep all your secrets and lock them away until you found a new hiding place. and i meant to ask you if she keeps them as well as i did? and when […]
Do you know what you’re doing? Do you know what you’re doing to me When you say things like that? Those words from your lips hold more weight than I can carry; For I am weak and I don’t have anyone to lean on.
I can’t wait to be alone with you, to sit and read side by side, to know that after everything, I am yours and you are mine.
11/5 I hated the moment, but more than the moment, I hated the way I felt inside. The biting pain that gripped my chest made me feel childish and mean; I had no right to be jealous. 11/5 Maybe I feel this way because there is no other way to feel? ‘Soft’; already taken by […]