POEMS

of all the music sounds and laughter
the only melody that continuously rang in her head
was the one composed by the one who destroyed her heart
- b. c.

i could have stayed in your arms
until every last star in the galaxy died

i could have stayed on your lips
until every last drop of water was absent from this universe

and i could have stayed in your bed in your home
until it became our bed in our home
- b. c.

i’m a strong believer in violence
not physically just emotionally
i think in order to live
somedays we have to kill our minds
- b. c.

which is better
to be loved correctly
or to be loved passionately

though it’s nice to be in bed with someone at 9 pm
i somehow miss the drunk phone calls at 2 am
because how do you choose consistency over intensity
- b. c.

we’ve heard always the bridesmaid never the bride
but what about

always the giver never the receiver 
always the photographer never the photographed
always the one surprising never the surprised 
always the artist never the muse
always the planner never the planned for

and most tragically

always the one caring
never the one being cared about
- b. c.