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sighs of disappointment running out late untied shoelaces and bad grades. i’m just another anonymous casualty left among the graves of the other forgotten i sink into the flame of bitter darkness itself and this time i’m all alone broken umbrellas fly through the air tumbling in the pouring rain it’s now free from one’s tight, bothersome grip. i am a vampire left in the sun shed my skin and give it off to my enemies as a ticket to saying you won. -j.r.

i’ve rewritten this about 18 times before realizing that it wasn’t going to work. if i was 17 years older, this gap in my heart wouldn’t be as large as i feel it to be. i’ve swore to myself that when i turned 16 that i would really find a love, but i have doubted myself. i’ve stumbled upon 15 other people and each of them had broken my heart the same way you did. you go by 14 names, everyone knows you as someone different and i know you as the one who has changed for the worse. and i sit here rummaging my brain for ideas and i have at least 13 other poems that make just as much sense as this one. and the da

i had a dream that i had shared a kiss with you and when i woke, i still felt the burn of it on my lips but the farthest we can get to touching is through the screen and i wish it wasn’t that way. i wish i could fold the map between us and make us closer and closer until we finally touch just like in that dream. and many, many others that i have of you and i together just inches distance, instead of thousands of miles away. some people are lucky getting to meet the one who they had only seen before behind a screen and i will just keep dreaming until that is us until i could hold your hand and smile and laugh and forget all about t

i watch the time go by minutes wasting away minutes that could be spend talking to you i could be learning about your day but instead i’m getting taught things that don’t make sense the only math i can think about is quite sad you haven’t replied for 3 hours, 15 minutes, and 26 seconds 27,28,29 am i losing my mind? caught in an equation where you don’t care and i’m slowly caring more and more my feelings for you are multiplying math teacher, please explain that. -j.r.