11/13/18
Baby when you go
silent…
I have no idea if we’re
here nor there,
Up nor down,
Or whether you’re moving
All those different directions
With her instead
-Sarah Clinton
11/13/18
Baby when you go
silent…
I have no idea if we’re
here nor there,
Up nor down,
Or whether you’re moving
All those different directions
With her instead
-Sarah Clinton
11/9
Sometimes I wonder
With what substance
You have drugged me,
Beguiled my senses
and
Overruled my logic.
Is it that crooked smile
I love so much
or
Perhaps the way you
Look at me when
It’s clear that you
Love me too.
-Sarah Clinton
11/6/18
Why do I still fucking
Fantasize about you
When I know
You’re about to tear me apart?
Maybe I’m a masochist.
But maybe I should have
Made that connection when
You clasped a hand
‘Round my throat
On our first date,
Before you even kissed me,
And my knees were
Weaker than I ever cared admit,
Even to you.
11/12
Every time you woke up
And murmured, “I missed you,”
I knew that was code for
An “I love you”
That you feared would
Tear your heart in two
If you allowed the words
To escape those beautiful lips
That enthrall me
Every time you speak.
-Sarah Clinton
11/9
I wonder why it is
That I’m drawn to you so
Despite your warnings and
Your pleading and your pain.
I’m not afraid
Of your darkness,
I say.
Your pain does not
Frighten me.
That may be so,
You countered.
But I am afraid
Of how I may hurt you
Simply because
I am living in a Hell
To which I don’t want
You to plummet
Alongside me.
11/11
I’m back on a plane
Flying 1,400 miles from you
And all I can think
Is that maybe,
When I’m this close to heaven,
You’re not as far away
As it seems.
-Sarah Clinton
11/7/18
I’d heard it said
That a lover’s name
Should drip off the tongue
Like a sweet, honeyed melody.
Funny thing, that.
I’d never quite
Made out the song
Until I’d had you.
-Sarah Clinton
11/6/18
It’s weird not
Telling you
Goodnight tonight.
I wonder if
You’re scrolling
And swiping
(mostly left)
To take your mind
Off it too.
-Sarah Clinton
10/27/18
You may not be mine
But I am Yours
And I don’t know how
Not to be.
-Sarah Clinton
“You can’t just treat women like they are disposable because you are hurting (due to your own actions making your last one leave). Don’t come to me for comfort–to talk and laugh and play video games together and make you feel like a human being–and then disappear. I never asked for anything, but don’t make promises you never intended to keep. Don’t marvel at the fact that I stroke your hair as if I care about you–I do: in fact, I care about people in general–and then treat me with disregard. My attention is valuable, my time is valuable, and so is my friendship. If there is one thing I can promise you, it is that I won’t give you the opportunity to heal your old wounds by gouging one out in me. By nature, you don’t deserve any part of me if you’re willing to treat others this way. I wish I’d learned that lesson long ago.”