my ♥ and everything in it

a bracelet will just be an item of jewelry.
a pair of sweats and a wife beater will just be items of clothing.
a teddy bear will just be a stuffed animal.
a box of letters will just be wasted pieces of paper.
a cd will just be waiting to get scratched.
a memory will just be forgotten.
a phone will be just be silent.

three words will just be three words.

don’t advance your clock.
you’ll have to wake up sometime.
no matter how much time you want, you’re only left with the time you have.

my sister says it’s going to rain tomorrow.
“not today?” i asked.
not today.

well, it doesn’t feel like the sun’s out.
the sun keeps its promise by rising every morning to start a new day.
i wish it could promise me that every day would be a better day than yesterday.
i hate yesterdays.