January 14, 2011
I've been looking at you closely lately, trying to remember the details that make up who you are. The way your hair sticks up in certain places and the small curve of your bottom lip. The way your eyes close a little bit every time you smile at me. It's things like these that make me wonder what we're doing here. Why is it that they earth has been around for billions of years, but we're only here now? I've been remembering the details that make up who you are just incase you're not around one day.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
January 13, 2011
This is what it's like. It's sitting alone in a crowdedrestaurant, eating silently and trying to feel comfortable with yourself for the firt time in a long time. It's reading storie about a boy trying to live because living is what you're supposed to do. It's about getting embarrassed for not having enough experience and you're just trying to understand it. This is what it's like on a day like today; a day where the snow continues to fall without ever aking a moment to catch its breath. There are the days when we're alive, but we're not really living. This is what it's like.
This is what it's like. It's sitting alone in a crowdedrestaurant, eating silently and trying to feel comfortable with yourself for the firt time in a long time. It's reading storie about a boy trying to live because living is what you're supposed to do. It's about getting embarrassed for not having enough experience and you're just trying to understand it. This is what it's like on a day like today; a day where the snow continues to fall without ever aking a moment to catch its breath. There are the days when we're alive, but we're not really living. This is what it's like.
January 10, 2011
Your fingers were tracing my sides and mine were tracing your face. We've become a part of a routine so quickly, but I don't find myself getting tired of it like I should. We're laying in beds and fighting to keep our eyes open. We're restless but we're weary. We're worn but we're new.
Your fingers were tracing my sides and mine were tracing your face. We've become a part of a routine so quickly, but I don't find myself getting tired of it like I should. We're laying in beds and fighting to keep our eyes open. We're restless but we're weary. We're worn but we're new.
January 7, 2011
It was spring whenwe met and the rain was falling down. It was summer when we got together and the sun was shining. It was fall we fell apart and the leaves were on the ground. It was winter when we tried again and the snow was falling down. The seasons might be different, but we're back to where we started. We're always falling down.
It was spring whenwe met and the rain was falling down. It was summer when we got together and the sun was shining. It was fall we fell apart and the leaves were on the ground. It was winter when we tried again and the snow was falling down. The seasons might be different, but we're back to where we started. We're always falling down.
January 4, 2011
I wish I knew how to feel about you; how to really feel. Sometimes you're so close, but other times you're too far away. You could be standing directly in front of me, but I could never reach you. We're stuck in between blankets and sheets and even if I feel you breathing next to me, I'm not to sure you're there. Were you ever really there?
I wish I knew how to feel about you; how to really feel. Sometimes you're so close, but other times you're too far away. You could be standing directly in front of me, but I could never reach you. We're stuck in between blankets and sheets and even if I feel you breathing next to me, I'm not to sure you're there. Were you ever really there?
January 3, 2011
We watched as the stars disappeared behind the clouds that took over out of nowhere. They made their way across the sky until there was nothing left but shades of grey in the already darkened sky. We became so empty as we lost sight of each star. We became so distant; we didn't evn know where we were anymore.
We watched as the stars disappeared behind the clouds that took over out of nowhere. They made their way across the sky until there was nothing left but shades of grey in the already darkened sky. We became so empty as we lost sight of each star. We became so distant; we didn't evn know where we were anymore.
December 31, 2010
In a few hours, we'll have our chance to start over again. We get another 365 days to do things right, mess them up a little bit, to have some fun, and to figure things out. We get our chance to do what we want for another year and to try new things. This year, I'll get my first New Years kiss and that will be the start of my new year. That will be the start of something new. Three, two one, Happy New Year.
In a few hours, we'll have our chance to start over again. We get another 365 days to do things right, mess them up a little bit, to have some fun, and to figure things out. We get our chance to do what we want for another year and to try new things. This year, I'll get my first New Years kiss and that will be the start of my new year. That will be the start of something new. Three, two one, Happy New Year.
December 29, 2010
Your skin was soft and your voice was quiet. You were speaking in whispers that only I could hear. You grabbed my and and held on tight, kissed me on the cheek, and said that we should go. We left in a hurry and never looked back. We wandered the streets in silence and watched as our breath fell in front of us from the chill of the night. I was cold, but yu were warm and you never once let go of my hand. You never let go.
Your skin was soft and your voice was quiet. You were speaking in whispers that only I could hear. You grabbed my and and held on tight, kissed me on the cheek, and said that we should go. We left in a hurry and never looked back. We wandered the streets in silence and watched as our breath fell in front of us from the chill of the night. I was cold, but yu were warm and you never once let go of my hand. You never let go.
December 27, 2010
We're having the same tired conversations with the same tired people. Our worn out voices and melancholy phrases are wearing thin. Almost all of our layers have been pulled back and we're showing our true colours now. We're tired people having tired conversations because there's nothing left to give and nothing left to hide.
We're having the same tired conversations with the same tired people. Our worn out voices and melancholy phrases are wearing thin. Almost all of our layers have been pulled back and we're showing our true colours now. We're tired people having tired conversations because there's nothing left to give and nothing left to hide.
December 24, 2010
I traced my finger over the roads on the map that separated all of the places I wanted to be from the place I'm in now. Afer passing through seven states and hundreds of cities, I could be in the place that I want to call home. I could be in the place where I could start over and meet someone new but they're secen states and hundreds of cities away.
I traced my finger over the roads on the map that separated all of the places I wanted to be from the place I'm in now. Afer passing through seven states and hundreds of cities, I could be in the place that I want to call home. I could be in the place where I could start over and meet someone new but they're secen states and hundreds of cities away.
December 22, 2010
Our eyes locked shut; closed so tightly just to block out the light because we were afraid of all we might see. We didn't want to have to wake up and not see the things that we wanted. We didn't want to see the snow that was blocking our vision for miles. All we wanted to see were the things that we believed and all we believed was never really there from the start. A false illusion, distorted and blurry. What we believed was nevr really there from the start.
Our eyes locked shut; closed so tightly just to block out the light because we were afraid of all we might see. We didn't want to have to wake up and not see the things that we wanted. We didn't want to see the snow that was blocking our vision for miles. All we wanted to see were the things that we believed and all we believed was never really there from the start. A false illusion, distorted and blurry. What we believed was nevr really there from the start.
December 21, 2010
Our lips were red and our veins were blue and all you were thinking of was that it's quarter past two. We ran through the snow and fell to the ground; we were the only ones making any sound. You took off running like you were doing it to save your life and left me there staring after you. I stood there for a while, just waiting for you to return but I never saw you aain. It was a quarter past two and that was the end.
Our lips were red and our veins were blue and all you were thinking of was that it's quarter past two. We ran through the snow and fell to the ground; we were the only ones making any sound. You took off running like you were doing it to save your life and left me there staring after you. I stood there for a while, just waiting for you to return but I never saw you aain. It was a quarter past two and that was the end.
December 20, 2010
The cold made it's way across our bodies; from one fingertip to another, it danced from one place to the next until we could no longer move with ease. It was the middle of December in Michigan and the middle of the night, but to us, that didn't mean a thing. We were together and we were comfortable and that was we needed for the time being. The cold made its way across our bodies, but all I could feel was your hand in mine.
The cold made it's way across our bodies; from one fingertip to another, it danced from one place to the next until we could no longer move with ease. It was the middle of December in Michigan and the middle of the night, but to us, that didn't mean a thing. We were together and we were comfortable and that was we needed for the time being. The cold made its way across our bodies, but all I could feel was your hand in mine.
December 17, 2010
We lost ourselves in the summer between bodies of water and starry night skies. We fell asleep to the blowing of the wind with your hand in mine and legs intertwined. We were everything I'd ever wanted; every kiss and smle felt like you meant it. Every touch and every moment trapped in my memory to remain there forever. We were everything I'd ever wanted.
We lost ourselves in the summer between bodies of water and starry night skies. We fell asleep to the blowing of the wind with your hand in mine and legs intertwined. We were everything I'd ever wanted; every kiss and smle felt like you meant it. Every touch and every moment trapped in my memory to remain there forever. We were everything I'd ever wanted.
December 16, 2010
I yelled out into the night, but all I heard was the sound of my own voice. An echo yelling back at me in a voice that sounded so unfamiliar. Is there anyone there? Can anybody hear me? The only thing keeping me company that night was silence. The only thing I could do was go back inside and not say another word.
I yelled out into the night, but all I heard was the sound of my own voice. An echo yelling back at me in a voice that sounded so unfamiliar. Is there anyone there? Can anybody hear me? The only thing keeping me company that night was silence. The only thing I could do was go back inside and not say another word.
December 13, 2010
I traced the lines left from the sheets that fell across your back. Each line was contoured; creating a path from one line to the next. I traced them for hours, watching as my fingers moved slowly against your skin. You fell asleep to each movement that was made only to awake shortly after and realize I was never there to begin with .
I traced the lines left from the sheets that fell across your back. Each line was contoured; creating a path from one line to the next. I traced them for hours, watching as my fingers moved slowly against your skin. You fell asleep to each movement that was made only to awake shortly after and realize I was never there to begin with .
December 12, 2010
Your presence interrupted my every move. I could feel you watching me so carefully; judging me with every step that I took. You watched as I struggled and tried not to fall apart. Maybe it was you being mean or maybe it was you letting me learn on my own. Maybe it was you trying not to interfere. Either way, I wish you would.
Your presence interrupted my every move. I could feel you watching me so carefully; judging me with every step that I took. You watched as I struggled and tried not to fall apart. Maybe it was you being mean or maybe it was you letting me learn on my own. Maybe it was you trying not to interfere. Either way, I wish you would.
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