We are the power lines; the telephone poles and the wires that go from city to city, state to state. We are the state lines that connect us from one place to another, one face to another. We could travel interstates and country roads for hours until we reach our destination only to realize it wasnt what we were hoping for. We could travel interstates and country roads for hours until we reach our destination and realize its the perfect place to be. I could travel for hours and never know how close I was to you until its too late.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
October 14, 2010
Time will not sleep. It will not slow down and it will not stop. When time feels like it's running out, you have all the time in the world. You can watch the clock hoping that the minute hand will come to a stop, but it's not going to. It's never going to. You can count the seconds until it's a new day or a new month or a new year, but you'll be counting forever. You can count the moments until we see each other again, but it'll never be the same. We'll never be the same.
October 13, 2010 PART TWO
Hold up the stars in the sky with the palm of yours hands; keep them there for all the world to see. Lay on your back. Feel the world above you and below you and let it be a part of you. Become one with the earth until you sink so far into the ground that you can no longer move. Take the time to lose yourself and wait because that's all you can do until someone comes along and finds you.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
October 10, 2010
Moments trapped in time to never be forgotten; stuck in the back of your mind or in a frame on the wall. They're something to look back on. They're something to remind you of all the good times and the bad. I remember every detail of the best moments. I remember every detail of your face and the sound of your voice. I remember the touch of your hand against mine and the taste of your lips. I remember the words you had said and the things you did. I remember it all and I miss it.
October 9, 2010 PART TWO
In the past ten minutes, at least 200 geese have flown across the sky in my sight. They're all headed south to escape the cold that is coming. It's fall now, but soon it will be over and winter will be on its way. Snow will fall from the sky and cover the ground and everything will be frozen in place. Winter brings lonely days and empty nights and we all have to fight to stay warm. I'd much rather have you there helping me.
October 9, 2010
The inside of my eyelids are like a movie screen. When I close my eyes, memories replay themselves. I can see them like I would if I were in a theater playing an old silent film in black and white. I can't hear anything that's being said but I can see it all. I can see you standing there looking at me with your brown eyes and that perfect smile telling me all the things I want to hear. Every night I look forward to going to sleep so I can see your face, but once I open my eyes, you're gone again. you were never one for staying in the same place.
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