love,juliet

Meméré and her little purple car like to drive everywhere with me. Drive down the highway that might be longer than the way to Heaven. The one lined with graying ...

Forever. Forever started in April, but the weather felt like May. We’re sixteen and we can plan our future and make our promises. We can hold on together until forever ...

I wrote this one a while ago.. looking back I think it might need a little work in terms of the rhyming scheme. She's covered in filth every dayTolerates the ...