Posted in letters, life, Poems, thoughts

A letter to Spencer

We talked a lot about life.

How life is kind of a bitch

and how I thought you had grown to despise me

and love,

we talked about love,

teapots and paying the rent

because

Everything Has Changed.

We are not who we used to be,

young girls forced to live in World,

forced to grow up,

once a year learning we weren’t alone.

Everything Has Changed.

Now you are the young man that you always were

and I am the wilted flower I always will be

but we are still the same.

Somewhere in between breaths

and running across parking lots;

Somewhere between work, school and dreaming;

Somewhere between Worlds,

you and I  

lost track of

you and I;

I blinked and I told myself

Everything Had Changes

but nothing has my 2.a.m, milking parlor friend.

The truth is

all we have ever done

is grow

into growing

towards growing

into growing —

separately inseperble

and

P.s. you were right,

blood has nothing to do with it.
– Eva M.M.

Stay strong buddy. I love you.

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Author:

I am a young and enthusiastic writer, fresh out of highschool and into college at IUSB. I babysit and work and live life to it's fullest. I write. I read. I do yoga. And plan to become. Yoga intructers as well. I grew up on a farm and can't,t wait to move back to the country in my tiny house I have already planned out. Sometimes I'm a little melodramatic but rarely. I'm a spiritual healer, a hopeless romantic, a book worm, and very nostalgic. Thanks for stopping by.

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