Passion is simple.
Passion is tipsy talks with your best friend on a saturday night,
passion is sleepy sunday mornings waking up beside someone you care about.
Passion is spelling your name in the air with sparklers on new years,
passion is a pancake breakfast on christmas morning.
Passion is stargazing in the countryside,
passion is not really knowing much about constellations but always being able to find the big dipper no matter where in the world you are.
Passion is laughs that make you cry,
passion is crying all night until you have no more tears left.
Passion is waking up at six am to watch the sun rise,
passion is napping in the afternoon sunlight.
Passion is watching a thunderstorm on your front porch,
passion is the smell after it rains.
Passion is not knowing where you want to go but knowing you are going somewhere,
passion is simple.
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 8:43 PM UTC
"love"
"kiss"
"you"
"romance"
"heartbreak"
"passion"
"her"
there are millions of words in the english language,
thousands of them flood me with that memory of you.
Just one memory that won't go away,
haunting me with the feelings I am trying so hard to forget.
I close my eyes for a second and I am there
We are under the street light at the lord elgin hotel.
My heart is beating a million miles a minute and I cannot believe I am actually going to do it,
I am finally going to kiss you.
I reach up to caress your face and pulled it close to mine,
then I lean in and our lips touch
it is not sharp or electric how I imagined it would be.
it is soft and passionate,
quiet yet beautiful.
our lips intertwined
releasing every emotion that we had pent up for each other over the past year
I wish we could have stayed like that forever
But we finally stop and wrap each other in a loving embrace.
"I love you" I whispered
"I love you"" you say back
I blink and the memory vanishes,
leaving me breathless.
"love"
"heart"
"beautiful"
"dalliance"
"hurt"
"feeling"
"her"
There are millions of words in the english language,
somehow they always take me straight back to you.
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
Some nights I miss you more than others
tonight you are like the torrential downpour that is falling outside my window
your water droplets fill my eyes as I am overwhelmed by the power of your memory
pushing me down down down
You are an eternal damp cold that chills me to the bone and will not go away to matter how far I burry myself in my blankets
Tonight missing you comes and goes
when it is here it arrives without warning
and I am flooded with loss and a yearning for what we once had
Then at of nowhere it stops as suddenly as it started
and I am faced with the calm after the storm
damage all around me but I still manage to love the way it smells after the rain,
I always did
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
you've turned me into a coward
now I don't know what to do
now that I've finally met someone
who likes me the way I loved you
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC
I thought this was over
I thought we were over
I thought I was over you
Now it's one year later and my heart still beats hardest for you
Maybe it's a song
Or a single photograph
That reminds me I'm just not quite over you
Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
I need to learn: that I will not love anybody the way I loved (you),
and that is okay
No one else (will) be able to grow wildflowers in my lungs making it oh so impossible for me to breath their sweat air
No one else will (leave) me on the tip of their tongues waiting for a kiss or the words that I so desperately need to here
No one else will bring oceans to (my) eyes without even uttering a word
No one else will burden my thoughts with the weight of two worlds too (heavy) for both of us to carry alone
No one else will make my (heart) falter in same way that it did whenever I looked at you
I will not love anybody the way I loved you, but (eventually) I will love again
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
There is a tightness
clawing inside of my chest.
I guess I miss you.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
"Forgotten" feelings come back to me as little pinpricks of memory
like flowers in march
I am the ground still cool and hardened,
but beginning to soften with the oncoming warmth of spring
Blooming sprouts of jealously bud in me as the days get warmer and my heart gets softer,
closer to the day we first kissed
But the small buds of beautiful of green soon die down with another rush of cold winter winds,
reminding me that i am not supposed to feel that way anymore anymore
For now these pangs of heartache are crystallized by the early springtime snows
And the icy sighs of winter shelter the shrunken seeds that have harboured in my heart
But they are waiting,
waiting to grow into long awaited flowers,
ready to suffocate me with their beauty.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC
Take life by the arms and dance,
do not stand back, you can take a chance.
Run and jump
and leap
and fall
and spin
and glide
and twirl
and all
Don't cower in fear of being alone,
if you hide in the shadows you'll never be known.
Smile and laugh,
and cry
and scream
and love
and hurt
and care
and dream
Step forward and live all the things that there are,
and you'll shine just as brightly as every bright star.
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 6:19 PM UTC
Love and jealously are complicated,
sometimes they're the same.
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC