with love, c.p

  • don’t leave me, please don’t ever leave me.

    Don’t leave me, please don’t ever leave me. I mean you can if you want to because who am I to stop you but i am so in love with you that it hurts and I don’t think losing you… Continue reading

    don’t leave me, please don’t ever leave me.
  • Maybe it’s just me but I think the sky looks different the closer

    Maybe it’s just me but I think the sky looks different the closer you get to the beach. I don’t know if it’s a lighter blue; if it’s more clear but there’s something about it. I open my sunroof and… Continue reading

    Maybe it’s just me but I think the sky looks different the closer
  • In seventh grade, my best friend showed me

    In the seventh grade, my best friend showed me how she made a razor from a pencil sharpener, the one she used to cut herself with. In the eighth grade there was a rumor going around that my classmate had… Continue reading

    In seventh grade, my best friend showed me
  • my favorite color.

    Imagine describing your favorite color to a blind person, what would you say? Mine is blue, light blue to be exact. When I close my eyes and imagine light blue, I picture the beach. I picture the warm breeze on… Continue reading

    my favorite color.
  • “Do you miss him?”

    “Do you miss him?” Her words sounded cold, as if she had some alternative motive behind them. “What is there to miss?” That question always gets to me. “Come on, you can’t act like you never loved the guy. Y’all… Continue reading

    “Do you miss him?”
  • pt.two

    guilt filled his lungs as he knew the words he was about to say would break her. she looked at him with those eyes. God, he loved those eyes. she knew it was coming. she was expecting the worse. he… Continue reading

    pt.two
  • pt.three

    her annoying laugh rang through his ears. his sudden racing heart pulled him out of his heavy sleep. he rolled over and grabbed the warm body next to him. he crept his hand up her chest. not her. he laid… Continue reading

    pt.three
  • pt.one

    the nightmares tortured her. she drove herself awake. heart racing, palms and everything sweating. she snatched his arm but he didn’t even flinch. fear tingled up to her nose and her eyes grew wet as she stares at the man… Continue reading

    pt.one
  • escape.

    her stomach empty on food, full on nerves bundled their way into her throat tingled their way passed the nose to her eyes where they fell down her stone cold cheeks she looked into the mirror in front of her… Continue reading

    escape.