different

 disparate, dissimilar, distant, distinct, distinctive, distinguishable, diverse,nonidentical, other, unalike, unlike

M.A.S.H

i wish i knew what the future held.
i used to think playing mash would tell me.
things just aren't that simple anymore.

Love

i think i'm in love,
but like actually in love.
because i don't just feel love,
i see love in his eyes
i hear love in his heartbeat
i taste love on his lips
it's an unfamiliar feeling, an odd tenderness
comparable to the feeling of short lived  breathlessness when you stick your head out the window of a moving car
but its a feeling that lasts much longer than a matter of seconds.
i don't remember ever having asthma.
a boy has never made me want to hold my breath.
i think i have asthma.

Re-Introduction

THIS IS YET ANOTHER LATE BLOG POST, I AM NOT ALL LATE BLOG POSTS, I'M SORRY, TRUST ME I'LL BE BETTER, I'M VIOLET LUSTER.



(eventually i won't need to say sorry anymore)

Paris Syndrome From The Eyes Of The Introvert

I have always been an introvert,
It is in my nature to observe and hold my breath.
To me Paris is not for the deeply introverted.
I've observed the poets who stand out and they are extroverts,
explains why I always seem to go unnoticed, it's not too bad.
I notice that sometimes the extroverted dress up as introverts, but don't end up being
Background sound,
White noise,
Static,
Like me.
The introverted have so many ideas and thoughts that flow out in whispers
And the extroverted will listen and yell louder than I ever could.
Maybe I'm underestimated myself or just in pit of negativity.
Sorry.