I feel all the molten love I had for you cooling into a coffin of stone hugging my heart…suffocating me as I sink into this puddle of tears and muddy memories.
I belong to everything
...and you're my everything...
They all slip through like grains of sand,
Like drops of water from my hand,
Their smiles flash like fireflies,
But my North Star is in your eyes.
You're freedom's promise...salvation's song,
You're moonlight's twinkle on oceans calm,
You are this perfect moment's soul,
The innocence this lifetime stole.
I'm the rage, the wind, the beast,
You're the sunrise in the east,
I'm the ocean, cold and deep,
You're the seashore I can't keep.
My mind has finally settled
Like a peace after a storm
The gales have turned to whispered breeze
The night turned to the morn
The shrieking raging tempest
Gives way to sparrow song
The white hot lightening's fire
Has melted to the dawn
Through the trembling of thunder
Through the battery of hail
Through the fury of the heavens
The sun will still prevail
She twinkles in the darkness
Reflected in the moon
She melts the icy hardness
Freeing spring from winter's tomb
So too my heart now blossoms
Having weathered winter's blight
Sometimes we need the darkness
To appreciate the light
Yeah, right now I feel alright
I feel you here tonight
Missing you, my sweet starlight
Fill my darkness darling bright
Against the roar you're my respite
Against the storm you're watertight
Despite no happy end in sight
I won't lose you without a fight
To keep you here I have no right
So until dawn I'll hold you tight
And love you dear with all my might
54% of people in Iceland believe in elves.
When I was in Iceland, my phone broke.
Nobody knows how.
I guess you could say that number is now closer to 55%.
I haven't had a phone now for about a month now.
It's not as though I used it much to begin with,
but it has posed as an inconvenience,
such as not knowing the time.
I had to go out and buy a watch.
Watches always remind me of you.
You would tell me,
"Men judge other men by their watches and shoes."
I always thought this was dumb.
Then I started taking notice of people's watches and shoes.
I always liked your watches best.
My favorite one showed all of the cogs and gears.
It was much more intricate than the one I bought.
Then again, you've always had an eye for details,
Whereas I tend to trip up over the small things.
Now, whenever I check the time,
I think of you.
I may discontinue wearing this watch.
After all, time has always slipped through my fingers,
Among other things.
There's no use fighting the inevitable.
Instead, I'll simply learn to map the sky.
Invest in a sundial.
Read the moon.
Track the North star.
Watches are only good for those waiting for something to happen.
Brings another life