I love Sunsets, I just f#cking hate that you chose to love them too.

Echoing thoughts

Silence between us

And gravity never felt heavier,

I said words that cracked the silence like lightning

and crashed into some of hers

She never spoke after,

Well not full sentences, slight words and mumbles

Perfection like sleep always seems to elude me

We stayed up,

We stood still, with echoing thoughts in our mind of what we should of said.

The lines on her face narrates,

How are you going to lose interest when I just got used to you?

How are you going to lose interest when I just got used to you.

How are you going to lose interest when I just got used to you...

I spend most of my mornings doing adult things like, freaking out about how fast time passes.

Serving heart breaks
On the assembly line
You don't want me in this state

You don't want me at this time

Breaking hearts to break the monotony  
Breaking hearts to see If I can still feel mine

Please Lord
Realign these energies.

I can't talk to you when your energy is off

Winter sharp winds

Between the spaces of your words
Silence is no longer comfort
And you're hurt trying to form sentences
To end things
To stop your heart from hurting
Hurt things, Hurt things
Too much weight on my touch pad keys
Forming words
To reassure you of yours.
Doubt loves fear
I feel yours
Even with the few words

Your energy is off
And my patience is thin

In Love no one wins.

03.01.16

I've kissed this whiskey bottle too many times reminsicing about your lips. A heartbreak and a hangover.

These bed sheets formed hills out of your curves,  and
             I leaned in to place my lips gently, on yours
like morning dew that sits on a blade of grass, and a  

ZAP!

came from the build up

                                of electric charge

A half smile and a frown,
        I stopped you from using your hand to soothe the pain from your lips, and kissed you  instead

In a room filled with natural light
You shone the brightest


The wind whistles and tree branches with ice filled cracks, breaks trying to dance with the wind.

And we were warmed knowing

        That on cold days we were not alone


.....and no it's not selfish that you stole the duvet and wrapped yourself into a cocoon.

Jan 7th. 2016