Things I Learned in the Night

by Emily Byrnes

she still saw value in something so broken.

I wonder, will I metamorphosize, or die inside this chrysalis they call adolescence with sticky wet wings that will never get the chance to unfurl and feel the sun.

What is this feeling? I’m not sure it’s human.

karma isn’t magic, it’s the action of reaping what you sow.

I left you out in the rain and just as I feared, you complained about wet socks and matted hair and ruined shoes but never once exclaimed how great it was to be alive. You’re Not Like Me

“If you are looking for a sign to stay, here is your sign.”

Please don’t blame me for running; the universe has lit so many fires under my feet I’ve been conditioned to flee at the sign of a spark.

It could be worse doesn’t make it feel any better now, does it?

We grew up we grew apart because forever is so easy at eighteen and so easy to forget by twenty three.

It’s funny how boring normalcy seems until it is ripped away. Things we take for granted

I love too hard and watch it die and never, ever understand why.