-to a very special guy out there, love ya J-

The way you greet me every morning
the way you think about me...
it blows my mind how someone
so intangible
thinks about ME of all people...
it makes me flush red,
and one comment
puts me in ecstasy for the whole day,
and nothing can bring me down.

You.
One simple word that makes my brain explode in ways unthinkable,
with memories of
sweet peppermint breezes,
shivers that run down my spine,
sounds of a high, all the yelling around the house now muted,
or just really cheery, chipper unheard of before this.
I hope we can make more memories.

Maybe I'm not the best.
Maybe I'm not good enough for you.

But when you talk to me,
all those worries scatter away.
You make it so that I'll think of you in my every thought,
I can't stop.
I can't eat, just thinking about you makes me full.
I'll wake up refreshed and ready to go to school with just a simple thought of whats awaiting me today  -  you.
I might be aimlessly reading, but my mind will drift to you.

Hopefully it's not just me
but
I love you.

I let myself hope
And of all the guys
In my past
You were and still are
The nicest, the sweetest
And up until this moment
I thought I'd finally
Fallen for someone
Who wouldn't ever hurt me
But I guess that's what I get
For dreaming
For hoping
I think I'm done with that now
Once, twice.. coincidence
Three times...
It's common sense
It's me, not you

I hate to admit it but,
Maybe his time has come
Maybe he's meant to go
Three weeks of hanging on
He has no reason to
His love has gone
His mother is waiting
His best friend is there
Everyone he's lost along the way,
Waiting with open arms
Oliver
Abby
Evelyn
Joseph
Quinn
Ally
Catherine
And those are just a few
His family is there
He's lost everything
But himself


A short poem for Andy. Who was moved back to his home town for his last few weeks. Andy has been battling a cancer called soft tissue sarcoma. This has been a two year battle. It's closer to stage five than four now and he's been given three weeks to live. To say goodbye, to try and get better. Help me out and repost this to give him a reason to fight. Write your own poems and show him there's a reason to stay  #ThisIsForAndy and #ANewReligion    ~Thanks~

Playing guitar late saturday night because he's half way around the world
Watching movies early in the morning so I can be alone
Memories that make me cry
Poetry and music
My favorite bands

Write what makes you happy #happychallenge