A letter to my 56 drafts:

They tell you its the sad stuff that everyone wants to pay attention to.
The brooding and the aching and the tears, that's the stuff that makes peoples hearts stop.
makes them feel their pulse in their ears and their fingertips. you remember the sad poems because they break your heart every time you read them.
But no one ever goes to a sad poem when they're looking for hope.
Everyone wants to read something that will make their heart cold.
well whats colder than a cold shoulder (whats cooler than being cool?)
They tell you its the sad stuff that everyone wants to pay attention to.
Because it's easier to write.
You can smack your cheating boyfriend in the face with your words
and everyone will snap at you
you can talk about how much you hate your dad hundreds of times
and everyone will get angry with you
you can talk about the ache in your chest every time you see him, with her.
but you can also high five and thumbs up and fall in love and with your words
if you play it right.
and everyone will laugh with you cry with you and feel real with you.
words can blow someones mind without blowing their heart out of their chest
write something you'd want one of your crying siblings to read.
and delete the rest.