Frozen Chocolate Banana Slices and Other Grocery Store Thoughts.

Melting and boiling are two very different things. I didn't realize this until I was melting in love and boiling in hate. // My parents always told me the bars on the windows were to keep the robbers out. I think it's to keep the rebels in. // He didn't just look at me, he forced his eyes to mine and read me like I was a scripture signed by God himself. // I have a new favorite snack. Frozen chocolate banana slices. They remind me of you. Cold. Good covered in bad. Left in pieces. // Pens glide so smooth over your name. Almost like they're begging me to think of you. // This paper is burning a hole in my pocket. If only you burned for me like this.