February 2012
88 posts
I find myself engraving your voice into my mind
so I can replay each of the sweetest things you’ve ever said to me.
& perhaps I find myself wanting to tell you
that it’s the BEST part of my day.
But I think I’d like to keep you guessing…
Because if I admit that’ll I’m in love with you,
I’ll break if you don’t feel the same.
Feb 24th 2012
7:28pm
an open letter to people demanding a white history month,
while you may not have personally enslaved my ancestors, spit in the face of youngsters at sit-ins, bombed that church and killed those little girls, shot malcolm x, told me i got into college because i was black, called someone a…
i have all these old messages that i refuse to delete. i look at them, and they’re comforting, but poisoning at the same time. he is no longer mine.