whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders

death or love.

I want to know if it’s grammatical errors

that drive you crazy

or the people correcting them,

if you’re more comfortable

shaking sand out of your hair

or snow,

if you prefer coffee or tea,

bars or board game nights.

I want to know which of your friends

you’ve cried in front of,

if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk

out of your nose,

or kissed someone you didn’t love.

I want to know you

the you beneath the layer

of small talk

always kept

shined and smudgeless

I’m just hoping one day

you’ll invite me

in.

my dearest, i have never experienced a heartbreak so strong, i feel heavy weights crushing down my precious heart into what’s like sand particles these tears flowing down my face knows the great meaning of grief the day you left me has scarred my soul so deep i only hope for a rainbow in thunderstorms