February snows
soaking the hems of all our denim,
wide-legged as our wide-eyes,
passing paper hearts
in bustling blue-lined hallways.
***
We stole warmth from radiators,
sharing snacks and swapping stories,
while the cool ones strummed guitars
and sang about burning out.
***
It was forgetting umbrellas,
water fights in the rain,
stealing dreams from stars
we were never handed.
***
It was showing up,
never showing off,
paper airplanes,
one pair of ear-phones
one more song
about kitchen parties
in a home you swore you'd build.
***
A hundred
chocolate kissed reasons
should have been enough.
They set the bar that I dropped
and never picked back up.
***
We were timeless
until the bells rang out.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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