Lex's Poetry
2.5.2020 – 7:12PM
“hey princess”
was a text I woke up to one morning.
I rolled my eyes.
I’m not a romantic girl.
what’s the point of Valentine’s Day
when you should be showing your partner
how much you love and care for them
every day of the year?
I’m allergic to flowers
{I’m a sucker for ice cream
and iced caramel macchiatos
please and thank you}.
pet names like
honey
sweetheart
dear
make me gag.
those aren’t my names
{call me babe when we are engaged
please and thank you}.
PDA – uh, can you not?
do you have to be touching
all the time?
{surprise me out in public
by running up behind me,
wrapping your arms around my waist,
and kissing me on the cheek
please and thank you}.
“I’m not a princess”
I shot back.
“you are to me so deal with it.”
this time, I laughed.
he had to be kidding, right?
did he know who he was talking to?
“I’m not a princess”
I repeated.
I’m a queen.
2.9.2020 – 4:09PM
after a night of
drinking,
singing,
and dancing
I woke up thinking of
you.
I would’ve rather woken up hungover
2.13.2020 - 1:53 PM
the liquid pooling in my goggles
could be chlorinated water
or salty tears.
it’s reassuring to know that no one
will be able to tell the difference.
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