I will always be
Second fiddle
In the symphony
of your
Song.
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 1:10 AM UTC
We spend our whole lives
Searching
For that one person
Who brushes
Their teeth
At the same speed
As we do.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
Wise in mind
And young at heart
Such dueling forces
Plague me to start
The tug and pull
They each collide
It's the balance I'm having
A hard time to find.
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 2:57 PM UTC
They say that
Before you can love another
You must first love yourself
But how can you teach a selfless person
To be selfish?
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 10:50 AM UTC
A month.
That's all it took.
To turn these once
delicate hands into
calloused, mangled,
limbs.
Overworked and exhausted.
But when you flew in to stay the night
these calloused, mangled, limbs couldn't help
but
want nothing more than to touch your
smooth,
scarred,
velvety
soft,
skin.
Like toffee, it is.
The color of mocha or lightly tanned leather.
They knew,
oh they knew...
That from every touch they took
They would slowly regain their delicateness again
That delicateness they so miss...
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 7:24 PM UTC
I was everything he wanted
But nothing that he needed.
He was nothing that I wanted
But everything that I needed.
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 10:13 AM UTC
I think about you often
Much more than I should
Years ago feel like yesterday
And time is slow to heal these wounds.
Sep 12, 2012
Sep 12, 2012 at 12:41 AM UTC
For months
I
Buried
You in the cell walls
Of my skin
Until I
Could feel you in
My blood, pulsating
Hollow cold breaths
We breathed
Together
I remember that fine
California morning
Holding you
To me
In me
Apart of
Me
Stretched so thin
You were
Inside of me
I could no longer take
The pain of you
Trying to break
Free
Until I
Finally had the
Courage to
Set you free
I just hope that
You
Come back to me
Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 11:08 PM UTC
There are a lot of dead things in my apartment.
The orchid from this past June,
the fresh, crisp air from this afternoon,
and my memory of you.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 7:46 PM UTC
I die every night when I fall asleep
And wake up falling, jolting the life back in me.
It reminds of me when I look into your eyes.
Dying as I gaze into them, then jolting back to life whenever you blink.
These little deaths are starting to wear on the walls I’ve built up
Inside of me.
Until eventually their will be nothing left but foundation crumbling.
Oh, what am I going to do with you, my knight in shinning armor?
You wear it like the tattoos on your skin.
It’s hiding the real you within.
Will you trust me as I try to understand? I will be gentle as I remove it
Bit by bit.
Until theirs nothing left but the real you
The one I fell in love with.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 7:42 PM UTC