wishes, memories, and music boxes

sometimes i wish i could keep memories in a dainty little music box and take them out to relive them again once in a while how wonderful it would be to go through all the highs and the lows, your first time on a bicycle without training wheels (how proud you were then) the firstContinue reading “wishes, memories, and music boxes”

3 AM and i’m sorry

“i’m sorry,” you muttered with a solemn glance but sorry does not make up for tear-stained pillows, 3 AMs spent wide awake, fluttering butterflies that always led to disappointment it does not make up for midnight anxiety, conflicted thoughts, the hopes that rose only to fall an abundance of stale apologies do not make upContinue reading “3 AM and i’m sorry”