Here I am, looking up causes for headaches
at 1 am
when I know it will always come back to you.
My hands found the bottom of the ocean
as I cleaned old movie tickets out of my car today.
I can see your honesty from here.
It took my composure on its way out the door.
I’m not bitter anymore.
I’m just tired.
And I’m tired of being so tired.
I’m sorry you didn’t stay.
I’m sorry that I apologize
for all the times you didn’t.
I keep forgetting these things
are not one-sided,
and so,
I’m sorry I gave you everything
for nothing in return.
You tasted like love,
and I was parched.
Still am.

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I've had enogh of yo,
It hrts that yo said those things
and then said yo love him
dont nderestimate me

when I say I've forgotten u

Now that we have met,
You cannot unmeet me,
For the energy of the world
Is no longer the same.
That is the nature
Of encountered souls
Who now know
What the world misses in passing,
That brief door into hearts,
Beyond appearance.
Our meeting is a dare
Time has organized.
Drop your clothes,
Dismiss ancient hopes,
Kiss the air one last time,
Fall into warm darkness,
And go home,
The home you miss
And never knew,
The peace you need
But never claimed.
Shake your life this meeting
And raise your eyes to a view
Through a window
To the god I am.

I would inscribe her image on the front of my heart,

were her irises, ink.

And though my hands have wept and bled.

Though my tongue has sworn and stabbed.

Though my heart has hunted and prayed.

Though my lips have lied and kissed.

I haven't the knowledge to capture her.

My masterpiece, a failed rendition of  her countenance.

Put down your pen, poet.

No arrangement can rival the timelessness of her touch.

To try is folly.

Love simply.


Let my half of our kiss be the melody you harmonize to.

*“Hold me tight.”

I'm not an artist,
nor am I a murderer—
but I would **** for the day
where you let me trace circles on your skin
and outline your canvas with mine.

You
        Had
                 Me*
                       Falling
                                      For
                                             You
                                                       At
                                                             Your
                                                     ­                   First
                                        ­                                         Word

                                       *"Hello"

I have been strong for a month now
Thinking that if I pretend I’m excited
I eventually might be
When I get asked if I am
I smile and nod and say yes
No more
Just enough to satisfy
I had a moment of weakness when I left
But I composed myself in a few minutes
Now I’m sitting on my new bed
Far far away from what I know
And who I love
With tears pouring silently down my face