From Frankie Bb's Chapbook, I'm Hungry, Please Come Home, Available From Bottlecap Press!

In my persona

Cracks

Through these

My lungs breath

I don't think you selfish for leaving me when I needed you

I don't think you're selfish for trying to preserve your sanity

You must really like broken things I concluded

Why break me

Your arms, anyone's arms

Can they mend porcelain

Can they mend me

2018.04.22

“Be nice to yourself. It’s hard to be happy when someone is mean to you all the time.”

— Christine Arylo

“I have no enemies, but my friends don’t like me.”

— Philip Larkin

She asked me to tell you... She wanted you to know... that if love were enough... that if love were enough, that she'd still be here with you.

Derek, Grey’s Anatomy

This may be a sad chapter but you are not a sad story

“Let it go. Something beautiful wants to grow in its place.” - Unknown

(my favorite) ways to say i love you

you’re really something, aren’t you

come here

sit next to me?

you’re my favorite

i was just thinking about you

i notice you all the time

here, i made this for you

this song reminds me of you

if you do it, i’ll do it

i miss you so much

i wish i had known you sooner

you’re warm

– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

In my bed in my head in my heart

I walk down memory lane because

I love running into you

Rose tinted memories come flooding in

And I have you back for a few

Its hard to think

That not everything is cataclysmic

That the universe didn't plan for us

When all the pieces seemed to have fallen into place

Wrong person right timing?

Maybe next time around

When you're brought into my orbit

Ill have new moons and might finally know my place in this galaxy

But will our gravity be enough to make you stay

3 years ago I wasn't enough

3 hours ago I was too much

And what a shame

I had already imagined us

I dont know if I loved you, or the space you filled

In my bed, in my head, in my heart

And I can still see it

Concerts in your boxers and rooftop philosophies

I loved the thought of being with you

Or maybe it was the thought of not being on my own anymore

Alone

In my bed, in my head, in my heart

How do I ask the universe for anything other than you?

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IMBIMHIMH 28/12/21