personal statement.

today, i was told that i don't smile much.

i believe it.

i remain distant & may appear indifferent,
but such names have been carved into the
innermost walls of my heart, and are now
impossible to erase.

i don't wish to erase them.

tulips make me want to throw up.

i'm tired. i'm done with this.
my thoughts remain unconditional,
which only brings me down...
i doubt i'll ever let it go completely.

i've been hurt enough-
its time to move on.
boyfriends are balloons...
let them go.