You use words as carrots to dangle in front of my face, But my memory recalls that they hide a bitter taste. All your tricks and temptations fly as red flags in my mind, So I will not entertain a relationship that's been fucked so many times.
Sleet
George Road (B&W)
George Road
Lingering
The scent of you lingers between each strand of my tousled blonde hair... It clings to me faintly and embraces me softly as if you are still right there.
Loud
My head is loud... It never stops, It never quiets. It only screams, It only riots. It's against serenity, It's against contentment. It wants anxiety, It wants resentment. My head is loud. My mind is angry. My ears are deafened. My eyes stare blankly.
Snow in Spring 4 (BW&C)
Snow in Spring 3
Snow in Spring 2
Pretenses
I didn't fall in love with him,
I fell in love with his potential.
I romanticized his possibilities,
instead of what was evidential.
I fell in love with who he could be,
but not for who he actually was.
I bargained with empty promises,
for the false pretenses of love.
AO Poetry 
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