a collection of poetry

pay to love

you pay to love

putting your feelings out on a line

never knowing the return

hoping everything will align


never knowing the end of the receipt

you hope your order is complete

before you checkout

and need a bailout


you pay to love

waiting for a register to open

so you can pay

and start loving unbroken

i want it to be you

i want it to be you

i want my parents to meet you

i want you to see my childhood bedroom

i want my pets to love you

i want it to be you

everything we’ve been through

the rollercoaster of love

every little fight to every single flight

i don’t want to worry anymore about going through life alone

i want it to be you

epitome of love

feel warmth on our skin

hand in hand on a green sea

feel joy in our eyes

dance as the orange sun sets

this is me falling in love

where my heart lives

the house i grew up in is not my home

the numbers printed on the side of the street

is not where my heart lives

my heart stays where there’s room to roam

and it doesn’t have to be in the backseat


four walls

and a white picket fence

is not where my heart falls

or where it makes dents


my heart falls when it’s warm

and safe inside where i don’t have to worry

about where my heart lives

there should be no storm

and it shouldn’t be blurry


i think

love is the feeling

it should be in sync

and it should be healing

she's a ghost

i don’t believe in ghosts

it can all be explained by a door creak

but she’s a ghost

she’s a ghost who haunts me in my sleep

she’s a ghost who follows me in my dreams

she’s a ghost

two circles cut in a thin sheet

draped over everyone i meet

an alarm to remind

the past never leaves

a presence still felt in the future me

shivers down my spine

dizzy on my feet

it’s a sign

i can feel the heat

eyes are always on me

a spotlight switched to on

tracking where i should be

she’s a ghost

a soul and a spirit that makes me weak

who lingers in every inch of me

looking down through the two cut out holes

i don’t dare look up

for i fear i meet her gaze halfway

i feel her daggers shooting from the sheet

piercing my back until i bleed

it hurts

my walls crumble in pain

but i get up

and keep shining all bright

hoping i get a glimpse of her

before the sunlight

a whisper down the hall

a shadow dances in my sight

i shut my eyes

hoping it all goes away

only to be taken right to our place

on the coast

where the wind sways

i get reminded

she’s a ghost to me

she’s a ghost who follows me in my sleep

she’s a ghost who haunts me in my dreams

she’s a ghost