My memories of her have faded
Like a vintage photograph,
She has finally become
A fleeting moment of my past.
I didn't think of her as much today
And tomorrow I'll think of her even less.
But I doubt I'll think less of her
For in the past, as a friend, she was the best.
I don't remember her voice,
I can't recall her laugh,
For she has simply faded
Into a vintage photograph.
She no longer haunts me
She is not my ghost.
Her absence doesn't daunt me
Nor do I think of her the most.
She's simply just a picture
of a moment long ago,
A part of who I was and have become.
At last I am here where I can let her go.

3/28/17 11:05p

Love of my life.
You give me life.

I would just send this in a message to you, but you're such a light sleeper, and I don't want your phone to go off and disturb you.

I lie here next to you some nights feeling like I might explode with love for you; where I feel something that is beyond love and beyond whatever is beyond love, and I feel it through my being.

I can't even make myself care about how awfully mushy and gross I must sound when I talk about you. I'm too... enveloped.

I lie here
and I want
a million things with you.

I want to make you happy. I want babies with you. I want to always light your cigarettes. I want to stroke your hair and hold your hand for the rest of my life.
I want to roll over right now and breathe more of you in. (How do you always smell like the best thing I have ever smelled?)

I want you to
always
leave marks on me that I'll
always
pretend to be annoyed about.
I want to make love to you over and over and over
and over
and over.
I want to taste your skin, I want to make you feel so good.

I want more for you to rest now, though. You had a hard day. I love watching you sleep anyway; listening to you.
I want to hear your perfect breathing for my next hundred eternities. I want to make you feel good, always, in every way. I wish I could heal and protect your body and mind from every pain in the universe.

I want your name on my lips forever. I want to always, always feel this way.
And I want to be your Always. It's my one wish.
I want you, more than anything I have wanted before,
and I want you all the time, forever.


Tomorrow, I'll tell you,
"I wrote something for you last night."
And... the whole time you're reading this...  
I will be hoping to God that you know how these words don't even begin to describe the galaxies of emotions
that you fill me with.

my heart wanna do something
that my soul already knew
my heart it's loudly beating
it wants to love anew

but my mind, oh my mind
it kinda always knew,too
that one may entirely commit
yet for now, not you

Fire    
I am a villain.
You can’t escape my touch.
I will burn you.
But I am your savior.
I keep you warm
Without me you would have died long ago.
I will gain your trust
I will help you
I am sitting patiently.
Always in waiting.
For someone to leave me burning.
So be wary.
Be careful
And always put out the fire.