You know that feeling when
You stand up too quickly
And suddenly everything
Goes dark and just for a
Split second you feel like
You're floating in space-
the unknown.

Then a burst of color splashes
Across your eyes!
You're back on the ground.
And you struggle for a bit
To regain your bearings.
Then realize everything will be okay?

This is called a head rush.
In medical terms, it is
"a sudden drop in blood pressure
and coordination when a person
stands up too quickly."

Not too far off from what I felt
When I found out I loved you
And that you loved me too.

I lost my balance and
My life had been a constant
State of just everything going
Dark as I rushed into things
Without thought or constraint.
In school, in sports, in relationships...

Each attempt in the hopes of
Getting that splash of color
Yet I was left in the unknown-
The darkness.
Left behind...
Left wanting and wandering.

Then You--
you who had been
There all along,
you, whom I've Spoken to
a thousand times before,

Appear in front of my eyes,
Seemingly out of nowhere,
And like the true artist
That you are,

Start to paint my world
With color again.

Can I lean on you just for a second?
Just to get my bearings where they once were.

When they once meant more than just balance,
But ideals I once stood for.


Can I lean on you just for a second?
Just to get my bearings where they once were.

When they once meant,
Wrong turns were an adventure,

But directions were an option,
As long as we were together.


Can I lean on you for just a second?

I promise
Just once more...

Just to get my bearings where they once were.

When they meant...
I knew who I was.

When they meant...
I knew who you were.

my nem is truffles
and dis my nose
i sniff the feet,
i lik the toes

der be days
wen i get cold
i lift my leg
i cannot hold

And on the couch
Or on the rug
I do not care
I do not shrug

But when mom comes
And sees my ***,

i can tell no lies...

i do
the "eyes"

Timing was a *****
...but so was I.

I held your hand
In shadows hope
Of one day feeling
More than my own

I kissed your lips
With wandering thoughts,
And bloodshot eyes.

I made you laugh
With words I've borrowed
from My past

But worst of all...

I told myself,
It wouldn't work

...when still,
What Lingers is,
maybe...

Maybe, This could last.

That's the thing about drinking,
it makes you forget.

Forget mistakes,
regret,
pain,
sadness,
people you hate,
people,
people you love,
happiness,
comfort,
what matters,
...who matters.

And all that's left is the hangover.