Tag: Writting


I no longer know your name now that you changed it, though it was unisex. A scratched plate by the door reminds me of you. Every time I walk by there's the shadow-like doubt it casts, and it's gotten to a point I've started to forget your true name. Or rather, Your original name, the … Continue reading Dette



Faces in a neon sign I can't recognize any of them All your hopes and dreams stored safely in a box So they don't get in the way They won't get in the way Candlelight dinner and a pack of cigarettes, My heart stopped beating, for only a second Close my eyes and fall asleep … Continue reading Grease