#t.e.v.

[justchamomiletea]

betty, i won't make assumptions about why you switched your homeroom, but i think it's 'cause of him. i could see the moment that the glimmer from your eyes turned into tear tracks that led down to your chin the cold wind that swept in and chilled our cloudy summer dreams, the ones that filled our heads on august nights the times when i would be alone with you and finally everything felt right we would lick our ice cream cones and fall asleep under the whispering starry sky and i got you to forget about him and focus on the moments of you and I that whirlwind summer of whimsical dreams and mornings full of  laughter and long car rides with screaming souls and lyrics full of folklore that small and fleeting summer with you by my side but my only souvenir was your sweater because this cold and bitter fall tore it all away and reminded me that you weren't mine to lose that I was just a kid to you, not your love, or sweet, or baby so I will simply sit here and not show up to your party and i know who you truly are and that your heart belongs to him but i did truly love you and will forevermore. -Inez

t.e.v.

[justchamomiletea]

I rarely pay attention to hands. I don't look at them and sigh, Staring at knuckles and callouses and chipped nails. I don't see hands as a piece of art, though I wish I did But I'm no artist and could never give them the attention they deserve. But I feel with my hands, And I loved feeling yours. Lightly brushing as we walked down the hallways Pinkies entwining as you made me laugh Talking over lunch break with your hand clasped in mine. I was sad that you always stayed at Evelyn's house And were best friends with Mia But I felt special, Because I was the one who got to hold your hand. And with your hands, you held my heart.

-t.e.v.

[justchamomiletea]

19 and never been kissed.

I just want to know what it feels like to be kissed

is it rushed and fast and wet; lips dancing and pulling in an eager attempt to stay connected

or is it soft and sickly sweet like cherry lollipops and wispy candy floss against your tongue

where will I put my hands, and them theirs?

on my waist, or wrapped in the wrinkles of my off-white t-shirt, or around my neck, or softly brushing my cheek, or tangled in my hair, unsure if they want to pull closer or pull away

will I know when to close my eyes, or will I close them at all?

will it be a quick peck where our lips barely graze, or will it linger a bit longer, tasting and promising more

I just want to know what it feels like to be kissed so I no longer have to admit

17 and never been kissed

18 and never been kissed

19 and never been kissed.

[justchamomiletea]

I had the overwhelming desire to kiss you today.

a feeling I haven't had in a while. 

back with middle school crushes and roller skate dances

and sitting on beds with pink fairy lights

a feeling that, if I stood any closer in that moment,

I wouldn't have stopped

and I hope you wouldn't have either.

[justchamomiletea]

Tingles

You give me tingles.

Not in my fingertips, full of excitement and nerves

Not down my spine from your breath on my neck

Not in my toes with wiggles and laughter

Not in my nose from the cold winter’s air

You give me tingles from my chest to my heels, my body telling me to run but my heart begging me to stay, just one more time.

-t.e.v.

[justchamomiletea]

the infamous ‘you’

soft as rose petals and smiles and butterfly wings

are your fingertips as they hold me dear

pulling close to your face and your misty grey eyes

so that I can see each individual freckle as a constellation on your cheeks

the infamous ‘you’ that plagues my dreams

and my thoughts and my memories and my speech and my poetry

‘you’, who makes my heart swell up like a bubble

and burst into a thousand tiny pieces that will lay around forever

a constant reminder of you.

I have a million ‘you’’s and even more pieces

scattered in my mind, 

holding my thoughts prisoner

as I imagine you.

-t.e.v.