she falls apart

your nigga pants just
makes me laugh out loud even
when I am alone

I think I take pride and joy in doing my job as the “door bitch” (as much as I hate that term) because for once in a very long time, I actually feel happy serving customers. I miss this feeling.

damn these feelings that arises the moment the sun sets they are always lingering always haunting always there you try to push them away you push those silly thoughts away you try you push them far into the darkest corner of your mind yet they are ever so persistent rising up to its peak where they torture you at high and you can barely think straight let alone attempting to even try every minute feels like forever there is no one to turn to no one you can share and they only one who can heal you that one person that person is not there

Palm trees are still
The air is chilly
The area is dim
Crickets whistle their song
Birds call their greetings
Rise is playing
The sun rises
We are comfortable
Simply like this
Like this

I thought that things would get
                        better
I thought that you would do
                        as you said
I thought that we could maintain that
                        bond
            But I guess not

I tried not to think so much
                        about it
I tried to get on with my life
                        normally
I tried to miss you a little less
                        each day
            But I guess not