ÀÏ»¢»úÎÈÓ®·½·¨

“I hope you still taste like my name
when the next man kisses you
that he hears it echo down his throat
and crawl across his skin

I hope he knows that you were mine
that you had forevers on your lips
that were only meant for me

I hope he feels small, mismatched
when he takes hold of your hand
that his fingers never fill the void
my own have left behind

and when he lays by your side
and whispers that he loves you
I hope my voice echoes back louder
through all the canyons
I spent nights
and mornings
carving in your sheets.”
― Tyler Kent White

“Arin. I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Her words silenced him, steadied him.

Anticipation lifted within her like the fragrance of a garden under the rain. She sat at the piano, touching the keys. "Ready?"

He smiled. "Play.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Kiss

“When the lights turn low
I just want to know
that the glow you possess
will be enough
to guide me home.”
― Tyler Kent White

“Tell me about your first breath of foreign air, about the history that filled your lungs. Tell me about the memories you made in languages you can't even begin to understand.”
― Tyler Kent White