I’ve been wanting to talk to you
But I can’t figure out what to say
Because now it’s 1am on October 1st
And I’m spinning around in the t-shirt
You left at my house (it still smells like you).
I’m so dizzy, waiting for my eyes to focus
But when they do, you’re not there.
So I keep spinning and spinning.
Because now it’s night time in this little city
And I’m sitting awake cross-legged on my perfectly made bed
And I’m tapping my thumbs
To the beat of all the songs you used to sing.
And I’m driving down the road
To sit at the stoplights we used to
Last winter when we almost fell in love.
I’ve been wanting to talk to you,
But I can’t figure out what to say.
Maybe,
“Hey, it’s me.
And it’s always been you.”
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 3:53 AM UTC
One day we’re gonna get away from here and
One day we’re going to share all the stars and
The pretty skies.
One day we’re going to have our own little house and
A giant dog—
One that’s practically my size.
One day I’m going to look over at you
Over midnight breakfast or afternoon drinks
Or writing or reading or after I wake,
And you will smile at me and
One day we will know we made it—
We ******* made it in spite of all the mistakes.
One day we’ll have a family and
A few curly headed babies—
He will have my eyes and she will have your smile.
One day we’re going to have our collection of expensive liquor and
Our big cozy bed and some nights we’ll get lost in them
For a little while.
One day we’ll have our endless filled notebooks—
And empty ones too—
And we’ll lose our favorite pens everywhere.
One day, or every day I hope, we’ll make love
All over the house and in the car and
Up and down the stairs.
One day we’re going to fall back in love and
One day we’ll know it was right all along.
It doesn’t matter how long it might take.
Time doesn’t mean much without you and
One day seems so far away but it’s okay—
I’m beyond willing to wait.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
Stars shining in her eyes
Lost in the sheets between heaven and sin
He Slips his hand between her thighs
And plays her like a violin.
Just another sleepless night.
Spent spinning the stars on his fingertips.
Her body plays songs she could never write
And he sings along between her hips.
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
The best part about waking up in the morning is those first few seconds when you're just getting out of your dream. You don't remember anything that happened before. All you think of is breathing and the sun shining through your window. For just a few brief moments everything else is put on mute and I forget about how much I miss you.
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 7:07 PM UTC
Please, baby, don't close the door.
I promise I can love you better than before.
Crying on my knees, please let me back in
Im dying to see your smile again.
Can't eat, can't sleep, can't breath without you.
Can't get myself to stop thinking about you.
No matter where I go and no matter what I do,
my mind always runs back to you, you, you.
For the record, my heart is sore,
broken and scattered across the floor.
I know just what to say, but not how to begin.
I'm dying for you to love me again.
All I want is our Molly nights,
and falling in love in the dim black lights.
My head in your lap, staring into your eyes.
Lost in you, I'm hypnotized.
Please, baby, don't close the door.
I promise I can love you better than before.
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 3:55 PM UTC
I've been smoking a lot of cigarettes and kissing a lot of bottles since you've been gone.
I just don't know what to do with my lips when they aren't crashing into yours.
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 12:19 AM UTC
can't eat can't sleep can't breath without you
can't get myself to stop thinking about you
no matter where I go and no matter what I do
my mind always runs back to you you you
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
All I want is our Molly nights,
and falling in love in the dim black lights.
My head in your lap, staring into your eyes,
lost in your smile. I'm hypnotized.
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 11:57 PM UTC
He looks like messy eyebrows and endless lashes and his smile stops my heart every time. He looks disheveled, like his hands never stop running through his hair. His eyes are sweet and muddy and his hands are rough. He feels like work and strength. His arms are hard and his chest is solid and it's the only place I feel at peace. His breath on the back of my neck. He always smells like Copenhagen and swagger, it lingers on me after he's gone. Sometimes he smells like he's had a few cigarettes, and sometimes he smells like he's been laying in the grass, like dirt and raw nature. Or sweat and lust and he feels so hot. He's never cold and he melts the ice on my skin. His laughter is loud and infecting and his voice is deep and rough and forever etched in my mind. He is everything.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 4:08 AM UTC
Sometimes I feel just fine and I remember that time heals everything and other times my hands start shaking so bad I can hardly hold my cigarettes or myself up and it feels like I'm going to ***** but I don't even have the strength to get up and crawl to the bathroom. I can smell you in the air but you're not here. It's like every part of my body is wondering where you are wondering why it can't feel you and why my heart isn't beating the way it used to and I try to remember time heals everything, but the more time that passes the more I ache to hear your voice and smell your skin.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 3:55 AM UTC