Things I Learned in the Night

by Emily Byrnes

I fell in love that day, not because she was clumsy or cute, but because she still saw value in something so broken.

You kiss like caramel. Sticky sweet, it melts in my mouth and always leaves me wanting more. Give Me Sugar

They tell us spontaneous combustion is a myth, but they cannot explain how he lit me on fire from the inside out.

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.

young love only means something when it’s written by adults.

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

It’s funny how boring normalcy seems until it is ripped away.

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