Certain Things || Poem

"I miss certain things,

Like the way her eyes

Smiled with her laugh.

The way she loved, 

without looking 

At my face.

I miss certain things

About the way she moved,

Like she could push

Volcanoes in her way.

The way she talked 

Like she could 

Blind a man.

I miss certain things.

Things I never got to see.

Things I only heard about

From others who have

tasted her nectar.

I miss her.

And she doesn't even know

My name."

(Excerpt from a book | Scenario: The idiot fell in love)

"Hold your head up, child. 

Do not speak about what you saw.

Nobody will believe you, 

They'll all think you caused the fire.

Tell them, it was just an accident

And that you didn't mean to do it. 

Hold your head up, child. 

Dare you not cry about the blood. 

Everyone will think you've lost 

Your marbles.

Tell them you didn't know fire 

Spreads. 

You didn't know they'd all end up

Dead."