some of my recent work

will you carry my stories with you in a knapsack 

will you put them on shelves in the back of your closet  an avid collector of dust

will you light the pages on fire one by one memorizing the letters as they burn

will you toss them and never think twice

will you quote me to others not sure where the phrase came from 

-sunshine

this bathroom smells like cleaning products and peach rings

 sounds like the last echo of your laughter when the door creaked open

it feels colder than it did yesterday

it looks emptier than it did yesterday

and i can still taste you on my lips 

but you smell like fabric softener and harsh goodbyes

your voice sounds like knives cutting through me

you sit next to me but you still feel so far

you look as beautiful as ever

and i can still taste you on my lips

-sunshine

I could write you pages of poetry but all of my words could never be as sweet as your lips nor quite as bitter as your words 

-sunshine

i wonder

will my words linger 

in the back of your mind

years after i'm gone

Will you remember? 

will you piece me back together 

a syllable at a time

will you make notes in the margins 

highlight my pages 

remember the things that made you love me

I hope that you remember me.

-sunshine

I still have a sweet tooth 

but you don't satisfy it anymore

the betrayal of that burns like liquor

 but I'll grow to love the burn

-sunshine

as you can probably tell i went through a rough breakup at the beginning of the year and i am a tad dramatic but they are mostly in order of when i wrote them and the final one was my goodbye to her i suppose