The Boys Who Held My Heart In Their Hands

In the end, we said “I love you” like an apology, because despite it all, it couldn’t string the distance together. We were nothing more than a hopeful thought. 

When I Told You I Love You

I love you like I want to write about you constantly
Which is to say,
I will love you with all the metaphors in my fingers
I will pull poetry out of your throat when you kiss me
And I will whisper it in the nape of your neck at night.