I get it

Let’s just assume
you’re in your room,

How many tears have you cried
for someone you needed tonight?

If it weren’t a dream,
then who would it be?

What words would you’ve said
to make things right again?

A kiss or a touch?
Is that asking for too much?
I get it.

Let’s just assume
someone else is in their room
thinking and dreaming of you.

Reaching passed the stars
to hold your broken heart.

If it weren’t just a dream,
you’d be all they’d need.

Words needn’t be said
because they’d have stolen your breath.

A kiss or touch
from them would never be enough.

Believe me,
I get it.


Ugly little cupcake

with a sugared top,

where do you get off

stealing my heart?!

I didn’t know you hid berries

in all the right places.

Simply amazing and


Raspberry Cheesecake

The tart tingles at the thought of home.

Like biting into a dream,

I go back to a time when I wasn’t alone.

The granola bottom balanced by its silky cream,

let’s me relive another memory.