yo yo yo

hi, my name is erin.

i like long walks on the beach and

i mean i like long train rides and

i like long bike rides and late night talks.

and one time i pretended i was stuck in a tree 

and my mom had it cut down later

and i think that i'm the reason that my dog died

and it's kind of a long story

i like rainstorms and thunderstorms

but lightning scares me

and i don't really like milk and i don't know why that matters, but it does

hi my name is erin

 and my words are just trying to say what my heart can't

love poem to poetry

my heart beats louder than the voices of 2500 teenagers. 

and i've never felt more alive

hands shaking like a 7.5 on the richter scale. 

mind racing faster than usain bolt

but I can't get you off my mind. 

and I wanted to say thank you, and i'm sorry. 

because last year I bought a ticket to Paris. 

I didn't speak the language, and the locals intimidated me. 

and #realtalk I was a tourist at times

and i'm sorry. and I don't know what I'm trying to say, 

but the words I wrote never felt good enough for you. 

so i sat at a table for one, pulled out my favorite pen, and I learned to love you. 

you taught me that writing can fix most things.

and that the other things can usually be fixed with crying and comfort food. 

and I don't know what I'm trying to say but my head is running out of breath and my heart is slowing down and i'm running out of metaphors. 

but I wanted to say thank you, and I'm sorry. 

thank you. and I love you.