By Jason Augustine, 12C
Why do you call yourself a fool
for giving away your love?
That is love's purpose,
to be given, to be shared.
The only fool is someone who closes their heart to it.
To M, who taught me to love texting.
I never get to see you anymore.
Perhaps that's what makes you so special.
I do not need parties and polaroids to have you with me.
My dear, you have earned a place within my soul.
I carry you with me, always.
Last of the Monsoons
Please, I beg you.
Don’t leave while I’m like this.
I have too much crying left to do,
And no other arms to hide me.